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1,3748913 November, 2019
Three years ago from today my kind doctor put Case on my chest and let me hold him skin to skin. I remember looking at his poor head. It was huge from his rough birth. He came out OP. Meaning that he was sideways. Normally their shoulders are flat and they are face down, but he came out with his shoulders up and down and he was looking sideways right at Col. My doctor said this can be like adding a pound to your baby. (Youchy!) After looking over his head I noticed his face. It seemed so swollen, and I knew this was normal, but something just didn't seem right. I just remember thinking "He doesn't look like what I thought he would look like." I kept holding onto his little fingers and my tears of pain from labor had turned to tears of joy.
My long-awaited baby was here.
I kept thinking over and over how different he looked than I had anticipated. After about a minute of holding him, worrying about his head, and reassuring myself he was just really swollen, it clicked.
He has Down Syndrome.
I didn't say it out loud but I kept thinking it. Then my mind would calm and I'd think no he's just swollen. But after minutes of holding my new baby, my mind kept coming back to those words. Down Syndrome.
I was starting to worry, but there were so many people in the room that I didn't want to say anything yet. Who wants to ask if their kid has DS if they really don’t?! (That would be awkward right?!). The NICU nurse told me to tell her when I was ready for her to take him to be weighed and checked over. After about 15 minutes of holding him I told her that she could take him. I couldn't even concentrate on what was going on at this point, and sadly I️ don’t remember much about those 15 minutes or so.
My mind was racing with a flurry of thoughts, but kept coming back to Down Syndrome. And honestly, it's all I could see. Down Syndrome.
To be continued...
4,14612515 hours ago
Alright so just about one week into being vegetarian and I wanted to update!
I’m happy to report the adjustment has been easy so far. My digestion has been really great the last few days and that’s something I’ve struggled with for years. My skin has been pretty clear as well but that could just be a phase. Hopefully not! 😅 I’m excited to go fully plant based next month, continue on, and see how my body feels with the long term change. 🌱
If you made the switch to vegan/vegetarian what was your biggest struggle?
Here’s a little more info on my diet - My main protein sources come from egg whites, tofu, and vegan protein powder. I also shoot for dark green veggies because they are higher in protein and iron which is something that vegan diets tend to lack. I take a multivitamin every day as well as B12 and Vitamin D because I live in Seattle where sun is rare and I don’t drink milk. The other vitamin that I take every day is fish oil because without fish my diet lacks omega-3’s.
I haven’t changed my macros at all. I am still tracking and and in a fat loss phase. All that’s really changed is that I found new meals to hit my protein, fat, and carbs goals. I have been trying out meatless substitutes and they all taste pretty damn good but I have noticed that they’re a little bit higher in fat and carbs so i try to eat more veggies with those and eat more carb dense foods like potatoes with things like eggs.
2,287636 hours ago
I took this photo last week - it was the first time Wincent slept on my chest, it was the first time he felt calm enough on my chests to rest. .
By calm enough I mean that he felt comfortable enough to be close to me when he was tired - it might sound crazy to some of you - but we have never been able to hold him as he sleeps, he’s always wanted to sleep on his own - if we’ve ever held him he’d scream until we put him down
I did this to him. I never held him close to my heart like this when he was a newborn - I didn’t need to because he was fine going to sleep on his own... I didn’t need to... it’s so crazy to say that now because I can hear how sad it sounds, how sad it was, the guilt I felt for having a new baby, how I didn’t want to let him be to close to me - like I let my firstborn be - all because I didn’t want him to take her place. .
It took 2 months for me to understand that he’d never be able to take her place anyway, I’d never love my firstborn less just because he came along. I’d come love him just as much as her - and they’d love each other just as much as I loved them. .
I haven’t talked about this before - how I didn’t let myself fall in love with him the second he was born - how I was to busy feeling guilty for his existence instead of enjoying his presence. .
I used to wish I could redo it all - just sit and hold him all day from start, but I can’t, he’s grown so fast, he’s up and running now, but you know what, he slept on my chest last week and I will cherish that moment forever and I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to keep him this close to my heart and that’s what matters in the end - I think I finally forgave myself for being scared in the beginning in this exact moment, this boy is the biggest mamas boy ever - he’s always happy and humble. point is - we can’t do parenthood 100% right all the time, nobody does, that does not make us bad parents - it makes us human ♥️
4,95917012 November, 2019
Last week I was asked the question “What is it that you want most?” My response- I want for my daughters feel safe. Not just physically in their environment but safe in their emotions, in their relationships, In their bodies and in their voice. As I’ve let that question marinate with me. My dreams for my girls continues to grow
I wish for my girls to experience love in both its ebb and flow phases.
I wish for them to overcome challenges with intelligence and grace and for them to believe in the healing power of ‘again’ or ‘next time’ when they fail
I wish for them to be confident, to meet fear often, and to find courage on occasion, because then they’re working outside constant comfort and security.
I wish for them to believe in who they are and the power of their tiniest contributions.
I wish for them to be rooted in empathy and compassion for the world around them.
I wish them to be kind and generous, to want to make a palpable difference to the lives they cross
Those things require time and commitment from me as their parent.
They require me to be the best and most authentic version of ‘me’
They require me to be open and to hold space for them to be themselves
They require me to step back when they have their own battles to fight, when they have their own wounds to heal, and they require me to know when to fix, and when to hold.
They require me to have endless compassion, to rain love and understanding and acceptance on them whenever I have the energy left over, and especially when I don’t.
Teaching then how to design lives brimming with meaning, connection and value is a monumental challenge.
I’m still learning how to get there myself.
1,7023512 November, 2019
There was a short time when I secretly, honestly thought that homeschool was right for everyone and that everyone’s kids would be better off in basically every way if they were just homeschooled. Everyone. 🙊😬 NOT anymore.
The girls are LOVING public school and we are all thriving as a result of this new, unexpected adventure.
There are SO many fun things I want to share about what this experience has been like but for now, here are some pics of two babies on their first ever day of public school and we’re still feeling this happy about it all.
I’m real glad I’ve had the opportunity to learn for myself that “the right way” for every familys’ choices absolutely looks a thousand different shades of perfect because there is no one ideal. We are all simply trying our best to follow our hearts, be brave, learn from the many mistakes, and raise good humans- ourselves as parents included. 🤓
191162 hours ago
Have a kid they said... it’ll be fun they said.
1,1185512 November, 2019
"to the mamas who sob in the shower, so no one can hear you...⠀
to the mamas who are surrounded by babies and toddlers and kids and their husbands but feel totally and completely alone...⠀
to the mamas who are so sleep deprived they’re struggling to function...⠀
to the mamas who look in the mirror and don’t even recognize themselves...⠀
to the mamas who wonder how they’ll even get through the day...⠀
I am right there with you.⠀
I see you. I feel your pain. I share your struggle.⠀
I’m sending love and support to all of you. And a huge hug. Cause if your day is anything like mine, I know you could use one ♥️" Words by @fillmamascup⠀
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Let’s stop mom shaming!
Talking to a friend a few weeks ago I realized that as moms they put a lot of pressure on what we do or don’t do for and with our children. We have daughters almost the same age (only 3 months apart) and she asked me how much milk my 17 month baby drinks throughout the day and if she was still drinking from a bottle. I answered what I normally give her and what the doctor “recommended” me and not for belittling the knowledge of the doctors but one knows their children and what is best in their opinion!(without harming your child Obvi) My doctor recommended that I only give her 20oz a day of milk and start putting it in the sippy cup. Well .... my mom's opinion is "she is still a baby" there is no reason to quit her milk bottles and the truth is that there are days that takes less than 20oz , there are days that she takes more ... and thank to God she is healthy. Another recommendation of her doctor was to take the pacifier off because it wasn't good for her upcoming teeth ... and the truth is she only uses it to sleep and when her teeth is coming out ... so I havent take it off yet, PLUS with a newborn baby here and seeing her sister with one there is no way I could even try ... I told my friend ... one as a mama has to do what’s best for their kids and not to listen to what other people (even the ones with no kids) can say about it... MAMAS we are here to lift one an other... ST🛑P pointing fingers, 👏🏼putting👏🏼 shame on👏🏼, making judging faces and taking 💩 about something you don’t know the reason behind it or the struggle.... YES my two girls are using pacifiers for now... I’m happy , they are happy.... 😊
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Back details 🙈 I have always done back exercises here and there but a few months ago I decided I was going to get serious about my back workouts. These photos are three weeks apart *with the second photo being two weeks into starting my serious back workouts (no starting point picture because I’m the worst at taking progress photos 🤦🏽♀️) ANYWAY, all that to say changes can happen fast when you commit and stay consistent. The goals can be small; getting a stronger back or trying to just get moving 🤸🏾♀️ or they can be big; competitions, strength training. It really doesn’t matter what the goal is, you just gotta make the move and start 🧡
Unexpected light ✨
November is notorious for being the darkest, rainiest month in Vancouver. It can feel endless and depressing. But a warm, sunny day like today is like a little miracle, reminding me of warm days and a warm heart. It’s like a cozy hug to help me through the hard times ahead. .
As a new mom, I’m learning that a constant state of worry is a new normal...but the hardest part is bound to be the worry, fear, and sadness that will come when I return to work (in mid December! 😱). We still don’t have childcare in place but have been in a flurry of research and interviews as we try to find the best possible care for our baby. .
Until then, I hope there are many more reminders like today. ❤️✨
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20025 minutes ago
In celebration of #worldkindnessday !! Love. .
(PS. Look at the flatter tummy and lose fitting shirt!) . .
I struggle a lot with being consistent with getting workouts in. I make all these plans that hypothetically sound good as to how I'll get my workouts in and then things come up. .
I try to do at least 2 workouts a week at work during my lunch so I don't have to worry about doing them at home after Elliana goes to sleep. To make sure I get them in, I started scheduling them as an appointment with myself in my calendar. This way I literally have no excuses unless an absolute emergency happens and a deputy or detective needs me. .
@tizzylulu is usually waiting for me in the gym holding me accountable. We did a lower body AMRAP today that was exhausting, but only took 20 minutes of our day to do!
6229 minutes ago
Hands up anyone else out there with little thumb suckers 🙋♀️
Funny how all expectations are thrown out the window when you become a mother. You tell yourself you won't have a baby that takes a pacifier or perhaps a bub that sucks their thumb. But then you realise that they make those choices themselves. It has nothing to do with you. Some won't be consoled without a pacifier. Some refuse to take it. Some choose neither 🤷♀️
What does you bub prefer?
5129 minutes ago
It’s hard. All of this. I miss being able to just crank out the miles. I miss my running buddies. I miss a lot of things. BUT, I toughed it out tonight, even though all I wanted to do was watch TV on the couch. I am strong. I am capable. I’m 4 months postpartum and doing the thing. 👊🏻
12 minutes of arms, 6 minutes on the elliptical, and 2 running miles on the ‘mill. Better than camping out on the couch! 🎉
Super random thought but I may as well share it. So for the last week and a half I’ve been meditating every day. I have no idea if I’m doing it right and actually now I’m thinking about it I’m not even sure what I’m doing is actual meditation but basically I downloaded some ‘guided meditation’ from Apple Music. They go for about 8 or 10 minutes each and I do it laying down. I’m not usually one who can just sit still especially in silence so the guided meditation is really helpful and super relaxing. I’ve noticed a real shift my mood, patience and overall happiness; plus I actually look forward to doing it every day. It’s never something I thought I would do but anyway if you are struggling with your mood then I would highly recommend giving it a whirl🧘♀️🌞
2421634 minutes ago
We are approaching Cleo’s first birthday. A movement toward what, for both of us, has become a huge milestone of growth & development. It represents a breakthrough and a freeing from something thick and heavy; unreasonable exhaustion and patches of lost identity. But really, it just means that we made it. After all the years of wondering if I would be a mother, if I could be. After ectopic pregnancy, surgeries, waiting and so much hope, we did it. Postpartum depression and anxiety was just another part of the process to get me to this life, with these small boys that everyday are plugging the holes of my faith and giving me a joy that I’ll never really have the words for.
Thank goodness then for
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8635 minutes ago
Getting some slow postpartum meal prep in to replenish those nutrient stores, promote healing & milk production 🌿 creamy chicken loaded with seasonal veggies, bone broth and sautéed cauliflower.
Две недели в роли мамы двоих💕
Я очень надеялась выйти из больницы в добеременном весе, как это было в первый раз, но надеждам не суждено было оправдаться. Что, в принципе, не удивительно, ведь когда я ждала Мэттью то ни конфет, ни печенек себе не позволяла. А с Майклом без сладкого вообще не могла.
Теперь вот потихоньку возвращаюсь в форму, но до желаемого результата ещё далеко. И как бы ни было тяжело настроиться на тренировочный режим после такого длительного перерыва, точно знаю что справлюсь с этой задачей!
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😱 Ternyata depresi postpartum nggak cuma dialami ibu 🥺
Ayah juga bisa depresi, dan lebih rentan terkena ketika istrinya mengalami hal yang sama..
Tanpa sadar perilaku ayah bisa berubah, menjadi lebih mudah marah, gelisah, susah tidur, tiba-tiba ingin merokok, atau bisa menjadi lebih sibuk di tempat kerjanya..
Karenanya, komunikasi yang baik antara ayah dan ibu sangat perlu dijaga. Saling menyampaikan perasaan saat ini, atau mengapresiasi pasangan ketika mereka melakukan sesuatu, mimin rasa sangat membantu 🥰
Semangat untuk para ayah dan ibu💪💪 Selalu ingat “you’re not alone” 🤗
Last year this time around was my EDD.
Ahhh those days when I couldn’t even walk or sleep.
18 kgs up! 🥴🥴
(Nope Eesa was late, still a week to his birthday 😋)
Can you believe I haven’t weighed myself since 4th month postpartum?? Reasons I will share in some other post.
This was the last picture I posted in my 39th for weekly update.
I have been wanting to recreate this picture for the last few days with same clothes holding Eesa but yaaaar! snow had to come early this year 🤷♀️
I have been fondly following my memories from last year and wow I used to articulate my thoughts and feelings so well. Such well written, funny posts 😭
Looks like I lost my brain somewhere in the last one year haha 😃
And wits and humour too 🥴
(And good skin and hair too?)
Anyways, so this week will be a little busy because it’s a birthday week at our place lulz
No we aren’t celebrating as in “celebrating” with a party.
But we surely will be celebrating by shhmasshing some cake 🧁
In the meanwhile, since I have been going through the pictures from last year and because I rarely got a chance to share many of those moments, can I post a little recap this week?
Bass abb jo bhee hai, now bear with me! 😘😘
8247 minutes ago
Today I’ve doubted :
My mothering skills
What I feed Indi
The value in my work
My ability to push through
And then I worked out and ate dinner in bed cause I’m not turning a blind eye to my needs or needing a break. Some limits don’t exist until you reach them. Does that even make sense? It does to me. And I’ve reached a limit.. maybe for today, maybe for this week, however long I need I’ve gotta be kind. Man is it hard to be kind to yourself.
Probably gonna buy another pajama set , cause that also feels like a need. Maybe I’ll wake up renewed as eff tomorrow or maybe I won’t.
Oh and I may or may not blame mercury retrograde and this full moon. For a lack of better words, im all effed up this week.
Only 3 more months just the 3 of us🥰
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have a tiny bit of 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 thinking about Oliver not understanding a new baby coming into 𝘩𝘪𝘴 house and soon after into 𝘩𝘪𝘴 room and being with 𝘩𝘪𝘴 mommy 24/7.
I know he will love her and appreciate the play mate eventually but mamas 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭! How did your little one handle going from the only child to big brother/sister? •
41131 hour ago
When people find out that we turned our whole garage into our gym they are a little surprised. •
But it just makes sense for us. My husband and I both work full time. We have 3 kids. Going to the gym isn't usually an option. But taking care if ourselves is a priority. •
So we gave up a significant amount of storage space and made it into something that could and would benefit us, our kids, and my clients.
Do I regret it? Not for a single second. •
I am worth it. We are worth it. Our family is worth it. •
I love our garage gym and you better believe we have plans to keep making it better and better 💪
While this article is from Sweden, it is promising to hear that, "each decade, preemies’ odds of survival to adulthood improved, from about 91% of preterm infants born in the 1970s to about 96% of those born in the 1990s." My cousin birthed a 2# baby at 28 weeks gestation so this is especially encouraging to me as he is currently doing well.
I also like the ending quote, "In terms of preventing chronic health problems, there is nothing the people born preterm should do that is any different to what we all should do - eat well, exercise, and don’t smoke.” Babies are resilient!
I get asked this on the regular.
So what’s the deal with all that hair everywhere?! 🤷🏻♀️••
It’s completely normal to feel like you are seeing more hair in the shower, pillow, on your clothes, and brush post delivery. Here’s the deal. When pregnant, the hormones cause the cycle of the hair to change- it holds on to hair longer. Hence the luscious thick locks during pregnancy. After delivery, those hormones take a big shift and this leads to hair loss. In fact, the amount of strands lost can be 5x as much as a non-post partum person. So no, you aren’t imagining all that hair loss. ••
Here’s another thing. There isn’t much you can do about it. Yes, eating a healthy diet of protein, vitamins, and minerals can keep your hair (and the body as a whole) strong but no amount of vitamins, hair products, etc will protect you from the hair loss. ••
But don’t fret. The hair grows back. In fact, take note of your friends with young babies...you will notice all these short baby hairs growing along their hair line. Those cute soft hairs are new growth! ••
••Most of the hair is lost by 6 months. So if your hair loss is happening past this, talk with your provider. Medical conditions like a thyroid out of whack or vitamin/mineral deficiencies can lead to hair loss. ••
••Hair falling out in big clumps? Have bald spots on the scalp? Not seeing those baby hairs growing after the hair loss? These can be signs of genetic hair loss condition like female pattern baldness. There are treatments to slow the loss so speak with your provider or dermatologist if you are concerned. ••
•• Pregnancy and post partum led to so many changes in the body. And yes, some can be annoying (took me 3.5 yrs to get my baby hairs to get to the length of my other hair) but embrace it all if you can. It shows just how amazing the human body is and how interconnected all our body systems are. The body was made to grow a human and that’s worth celebrating! Hair loss and all.
501 hour ago
Some people don’t know ... I never wanted to be a mom. I’d even go so far as to say I DIDN’T want to be a mom. I always thought kids were cool, but I never wanted to have my own. They were fun to play with, but then give back to their parents. I’ve been “gifted” with a caring personality, but always wanted to be able to walk away if the drama got to be too much for me.
When I found out I was pregnant, I was at the worst my life had ever been. I’d just been abandoned by an abusive boyfriend, my job was horrible, making the worst money of my career, I was drinking myself to sleep at night, self harming, anorexic, depressed, and suicidal.
Just days before finally taking the pregnancy test that had been nagging at me, to finally face the truth, I texted both my mom and my best friend. I had cried my eyes raw, could barely breathe between sobs, and my poor dog was whimpering and pawing at me to try to comfort me the only way he knew how. I told them how dark of a place I was in. I made them force me not to slice my wrists open that night. I made them make me promise that I would call them the next morning to say I was alive.
Today, a couple years later, I am still terrified. I still don’t know how to be a mom. I don’t know how to teach her to do the right things, because I did them all wrong. But one thing I do know, she helps me want to live and love life. She makes me believe that though no day is perfect, there is perfect in every day. With every giggle, every hug or kiss, or even every tantrum when she doesn’t get her way... she makes me thankful to be the one thing I never knew I wanted to be.
And I’ll never have enough words to tell you how much I love you.
“Tienes que estar dispuesto a entrenar tan duro como puedas, porque no darás ni un paso atrás, listo/a para ponerte fuerte?” Tenía mucho que NO entrenaba de noche, tuve un día muy agitado, como casi siempre y, qué creen? 🤜🏼NOOO me rendí ante las excusas 👊🏼🙌🏼 Quiero llegar a mi cima 🧗🏻♀️??
A trabajar duro todos los días🗓
Little man is 2 1/2 this week •
Time has flown by & sometimes I feel like I catch a glimpse of who he is going to be when he is older. One day he will give someone a hug on a bad day and probably not know it. One day his laugh will fill a room and not know that someone needed to be reminded to laugh. And one day he will make a small gesture that goes a long way and never know how far. Do you know how I know this? Because he does this for me. He is my wild boy and he is the kindest kid I know. ❤️ #motherhoodunplugged#motherhoodunfiltered