Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Look! A Post!

Guess what?! I have NOT fallen off the face of the earth!

And my sincerest apologies for my complete lack of posting over the last 6 months. I've thought about it. I really did. And I've certainly missed all of your witty commenting banter and the moral support for my somewhat senseless ramblings, but I just haven't been able to make a post. I should tell you why & give you a little update eh?

Let's see here...

When last I left you, I had told you we were surprised and blessed with an unexpected pregnancy, baby #4 for us. Baby girl #3, The Little Ninja, was just 8 months old when we found out. Surprise, surprise. It was a little bit of a rough start. I had been at the tail end of marathon training. In fact, I had run an 18 miler just two days before I got that extra yep, you're having a baby line on my pregnancy test. Since we were a little unsure of dates and timing, I got in to see my doctor right away. The baby was measuring small. I was sent for some tests and the two hormones they check to see if you're pregnant were really low, one in particular. These were not good signs. Although my doc didn't really think running had anything to do with it, he suggested I back off just a bit and come back a week or so later when everything would be re-measured to see if the baby was in fact, still with us. That was a rough week.

But the news was good, our baby was still growing and I've gotta say, the changes on ultra sound in just one week and at such an early stage of pregnancy are just simply astounding. My ultrasound pictures went from peanut to person in that one week. Human development is truly awesome to see in progress, something to behold. Unfortunately though, one of my hormone levels was still low, dangerously low, for our baby.  For some reason, my ovaries had decided that they weren't quite game for another baby just yet, and refused to do their job. So in an attempt to prevent miscarriage, my doctor prescribed some of that hormone for me to take orally.

At first, this was no big deal. I just popped that little pill & went on with my life, but it didn't take long for this one horrendous side effect to kick in. Migraines. Ugh. For those of you that struggle with these on a regular basis, please know you are in my prayers. Migraines don't mess around. I was basically the walking dead for three months. Everyday functions (like just getting out of bed) got really really stupid hard. I was seeing spots. Most of the time I didn't want to see at all. Light hurt. So did thinking. That's when my blog posts  stopped. Forming a complete thought was nearly impossible, so blogging was just not an option. I was basically just trying to survive.

And as for running, well, that came to a screeching halt as well, with the exception of one desperate moment. Knowing that running releases endorphins, the brilliant thought occurred to me in the middle of a migraine that maybe, just maybe, running might help at least make a dent in the pain. So, I hopped on the treadmill. It didn't take long to realize that when you're seeing spots and off balance, the treadmill is not the best place to be, especially when pregnant. I was wobbly at best, so I stepped off. Since most of my running is done on the treadmill (not that running on a street with cars would be much better), running was pretty much out too. At one point, my mom asked if there was something I could take to help ease the pain. Sure, I told her. Regular strength tylenol is on the list of ok for pregnancy drugs. I could take that which would be akin to shooting a BB at ferocious mamma grizzly bear protecting her young. I was miserable...and in bed a lot during that time.

But there was a light at the end of the tunnel, once into my 2nd trimester, they were going to re-test everything to see if my ovaries had perhaps decided to kick in gear. I focused on that re-test date because kind of like a marathon where running the whole 26.2 seems like too much for any sane human being to bear, so too did a full 9 months of those wicked migraines feel like more than any human being would be able to withstand. But when you break it down into a smaller, more doable chunks, things don't seem so overwhelming and you know you'll find a way to get through. Marathoning has taught me that.

Fortunately for me, 3 months of migraines, was all I had to endure. My ovaries DID get with the program and both I and baby are doing just fine now. In fact, I almost feel as if God's cutting me a little break since the first part of this pregnancy was so not pleasant. I don't have the insomnia, calf cramps, or disgusting acid reflux that I normally deal with during pregnancy (should I be knocking on wood or something?) And some of you will recall, that when I was pregnant with The Little Ninja, I had that weird fibroid that gave her a little trouble. She couldn't quite get her head around it and the idea of a C-Section was being tossed around near the end of my pregnancy. Finally, about a week prior, she finagled her head down or the fibroid stretched up with my growing uterus or some combination of the two or whatever, but it was out of the way.

Well, that fibroid was supposed to shrink post pregnancy, but I didn't exactly give it much time to do so, so it's still pretty big and growing like a weed now that the hormones are doing their thing. We're talking orange size now. But, it doesn't seem to be an issue this time around. My doc has been keeping an eye on it to see if it would get in the way of delivery and he did an ultrasound a couple of weeks ago. Baby girl had already at that point gotten her head down and around it. Seems like she's already ready to go and if all this pressure I'm feeling and increase in contractions means anything, I may be pretty close to ready to go to myself. I've got 6 weeks til my due date, but I seriously doubt I'm going to last that long. We shall see. Better get that to go bag packed and in the car just in case!

And YES, you read that right! Baby GIRL! We are going to be welcoming another daughter, which is fine by my oldest, The Little Miss (age 6, but almost 7 mom!). She says no other boys are allowed here, but daddy.

So that's the deal with my lack of posting, well at least the first few months anyway. After that, I'm totally blaming the holidays and Santa and all that jazz. We were crazy busy and I'm sure you all were probably too crazy busy to read this kind of stuff anyway. PLUS as I mentioned earlier, no insomnia this time, and since this isn't my first baby, I've got a really good idea of how this is all going to go down. Sleep now or forever hold your peace, if ya know what I mean. So I've been taking the sleep whenever and where ever I can get it.

And no, to answer your burning question. I did not pick the running back up after the migraines were gone. I was so good last time and ran all the way through 38 weeks. With my other two, I ran at least through 5 or 6 months, but that whole sleep thing, being tired and actually being able to fall asleep, it's been way hard to resist. Don't worry though, I may not actually be lacing up the running shoes, but my kiddos have kept me running around plenty. Being pregnant with a one year old that gets carried up and downstairs A LOT, has been quite the mom workout of sorts. Ideal? No. But I've managed to keep the weight fairly reasonable. Besides, you all will have way fun hopping on the journey with me this spring to get back down to my fighting weight. I am fully stoked for nice running weather and some crazy sounding 5Ks this summer. Maybe, just maybe, a half this spring.

And of course you need a quick update on my little ladies too!

The Little Miss, my 6 almost 7 year old, is SUPER excited about having another sister and is busy trying to come up with names for her, Sparkle Gem is currently her favorite. Although, Lipsy wasn't far behind. I, of course, told her those names were so beautiful that she needed to save them for when she had babies. That'll totally buy me some time right? The Little Miss also seems to be far less interested this time in HOW the baby will make her arrival. Remember last time? She really really wanted to know, then decided she had it all figured out. Through the belly button in a burst of sparkles. She was sure that was how it all went down and is apparently still satisfied with that. And if she's not asking, I'm not telling.

The Tiger, my 4 year old, is pretty sure that she too is also carrying a baby in her belly. She was pretty unhappy when she came home from pre-school one day though. A boy in her class had told her, "That's not your baby! That's your belly button!" So apparently she's been lifting her shirt in class which is just awesome. My Tiger also had big news over Christmas break. She lost her first tooth!

Ok no, she actually ripped out her first tooth. Seriously. She had taken 3 hard blows within about a 2 week time frame over the summer to the same tooth. When we were at the dentist shortly thereafter, he didn't like how loose it was and took an x-ray to get a better view of what was going on. The root was pretty much destroyed and when that happens, I guess the tooth needs to come out (something called resorption can occur. I don't know. I was only half listening and totally pre-occupied with the thought of how I'd EVER get her back to the dentist if they extracted a tooth from her at then THREE). We were sent home with the instructions to get to wobbling that tooth and get it out. Easier said than done. The Tiger didn't want us to mess with it. And let me ask you, would YOU stick your fingers in the mouth of a Tiger who didn't want to be messed with? Hmmm? But one night, she just decided she wanted it out. I thought she was asleep, but no, she was in the bathroom pulling out her own tooth like it was no big thing. The most traumatizing aspect of the whole tooth removal? The next morning when she came running downstairs angrily shouting, "MOMMY! Look what that toof fairy did! She took my toof and gave me THIS!" waving her $5 bill unhappily. Apparently, the tooth was of far more value to her. (Note to the reader: my kids do not normally get $5 a tooth. I was fully unprepared for a visit from the tooth fairy that night. That's all I had on me.)

Then there's The Ninja, who originally was nicknamed for her epic battles in her bouncy seat with the hanging animal toys. She'd bat a fist and make noises similar to what you'd hear out of an old Kung Fu movie. Now that she's pushing one and a half though and we've gotten to see more of her personality, I'm thinking we might need to change that nickname to The Comedian. She's tight with her smiles and is most often straight faced, but then she's got these facial expressions that she uses at the most perfect times that are hysterical. I've never seen a baby use their eyebrows the way this kiddo does. If I can catch it on film, I'll post it. And certainly not to be outdone by her sisters, she can talk it up just like the other two, babby babbles, but talking constantly nonetheless. She, of course, has no idea what's about to hit her in another month or so with the new baby. I'm sure she's going to be a great big sister though! I hope!

And RunDad, we can't forget about him! He's in the middle of that Beach Body Reset. He thought he'd give that a go and see what it's like. I'm really the one reaping the benefits though. He's taking care of his own meals, so I have one less person to cook for. PLUS on some nights, he makes enough for both of us which is awesome. Last night, I had this great veggie stir fry, that I didn't have to lift a finger for. And we've got to have lots of fresh cut up veggies and fruit in the house, which always seems to be so much harder for me to make happen in the winter, but now that we're double teaming it, it's no problem.

RunDad was thinking of a spring half, but I'm not sure if that's still the case now. He's got a couple of weeks left on this reset and I guess you're not really supposed to exercise while it's going on since you pretty much cut out all carbs by the end of it. Carbs are pretty important to an endurance runner after all. So by the time this reset is over, that really wouldn't give him much time to train, but you know the fellas. They don't ever train like they should anyways (and my husband will be complaining about that last comment in ...5...4...3...2...1...) Just kidding honey! (Sort of ;-) )

So that's the update! And I will do my very best to slide on and give you a post once a week (or so, did I mention there's a baby coming?) that way they don't all have to be as long as a novel. I've also got some giveaways and cool running gear to talk about that I've had simmering on the back burner for a while now and of course, it's sure to be a riot to watch me go from couch potato to runner again. You surely wouldn't want to miss that now would you? Plus there will most definitely be a picture & stats of our new little lady as soon as she decides to make her arrival. So stay tuned...


'Til next time...

P.S. If you sent me an email during my hiatus, hang tight! I will reply. Promise! I'm just a little behind and doing my best to play catch up right now. For those of you who have asked about coaching, YES! I'm still coaching. That's been one of my priorities and I've stayed on top of it. My coaching specials for the new year are posted here.

P.P.S. You just got the update on me. I'd love to hear what you lovely ladies have been up to or are going to be up to this year in the comments! Anybody have any big racing and/or running plans for 2013? Any other new babies going to be making their arrival this year?

4 comments:

runnanna said...

Yeah! You're back!

Renita said...

Congrats on your pregnancy! I'm wishing you luck with a one year old and a newborn! Looking forward to reading more.

{lifeasa}RunningMom said...

Welcome back and what a rough ride! You are a trooper for sure. :)

EmDub @ Faster In Water said...

Oh congratulations!!! Glad to see you are doing so well.