I have been trying to lose weight since Jan 1st. So far I have lost 10 lbs. I haven't been exercising, and I know if I do then I will most likely lose more. I am going slow and steady. Losing one month, and maintaining the next. This way I know I can keep the weight off. So far my stats are as follows:
Jan 1st- 185
March 30th- 175
Goal- Jan 1st 2012- 128.
I don't know if I will reach my goal, but any loss is beneficial to getting pregnant, and each month I'm not pregnant, I have more time to lose! If I do get pregnant, I hope to lose again as I did with my first, but when I am 145 after delivery, I WILL keep that weight off!
For food I use recipes for a blog called www.skinnytaste.com (go follow her!) And, I use fresh ingredients whenever possible. I drink a gallon of water a day with fresh lemon in it. I don't drink soda/pop, I don't eat junk. My down fall is portion control, I LOVE to eat. I have started eating on D's plates so my portion is less, so far I think it is working.
As soon as it gets nice out again I will continue walking 10 miles a week. I hope to get back to doing circuit training, and maybe even water aerobics.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Friendship- You Don't Have To Meet In Person
I have failed at many friendships. To this day, I don't have any friends who live near me. Of course, I have my sister in law, but even then its not the same. I have made many friendships online with other mommies. I feel for some reason that I can tell these women anything, and they will respect me and not repeat it.
While it is nice to be able to go and do girl things without D, I almost prefer either taking him, or not going. Many people feel they don't need to change their lifestyle just because they became a parent. While I don't feel everyone needs to, I felt I needed to.
Before I got pregnant I wasn't in the best place in my life. Yes, I had a job and friends, but I wasn't respectful of myself. I partied a little too hard, and did not have any serious relationships. For me, finding out I was pregnant changed my life for the better. I feel I am more responsible and I strive to make my son happy.
My friends have been there for me through the hard times. Most of them I have never met in person, but I don't feel you need to meet someone to grow a relationship with them. I love my girls, and I wouldn't change it for the world! Sometimes having someone who isn't directly involved with your problems can help you better find a solution.
While it is nice to be able to go and do girl things without D, I almost prefer either taking him, or not going. Many people feel they don't need to change their lifestyle just because they became a parent. While I don't feel everyone needs to, I felt I needed to.
Before I got pregnant I wasn't in the best place in my life. Yes, I had a job and friends, but I wasn't respectful of myself. I partied a little too hard, and did not have any serious relationships. For me, finding out I was pregnant changed my life for the better. I feel I am more responsible and I strive to make my son happy.
My friends have been there for me through the hard times. Most of them I have never met in person, but I don't feel you need to meet someone to grow a relationship with them. I love my girls, and I wouldn't change it for the world! Sometimes having someone who isn't directly involved with your problems can help you better find a solution.
How Many Acronyms Does It Take To Make A Baby??
My husband and I are trying to conceive a new baby. I belong to a forum where there are a TON of acronyms. It can be very overwhelming learning how to make a baby. Before I joined this forum I had NO clue that you could only get pregnant one or two days a month. I didn't know what POAS was, or HPT, OPK, or BBT, or CM, or CP, BFP, BFN, CD, DH, DD, DS, etc.
Since joining this site, I feel I can no longer just relax and let things happen on their own. I have found that sometimes knowing all the information, I stress more than necessary. Maybe that contributes to us not being pregnant yet. We've been trying over a year, and have had three miscarriages. Most months I want to just give up and quit, but when I try to quit, my mind won't forget everything I've learned. I hope that soon I'll be able to announce that we're pregnant, but I'm not allowing myself to get excited, or nervous any more.
Since joining this site, I feel I can no longer just relax and let things happen on their own. I have found that sometimes knowing all the information, I stress more than necessary. Maybe that contributes to us not being pregnant yet. We've been trying over a year, and have had three miscarriages. Most months I want to just give up and quit, but when I try to quit, my mind won't forget everything I've learned. I hope that soon I'll be able to announce that we're pregnant, but I'm not allowing myself to get excited, or nervous any more.
Being a Mom Is My Career Choice
I used to have a job. I was in the Air Force for four years before D was born; I was a Fire Truck Mechanic. I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. The Fibromyalgia has made my joints weak and achy, so being a mechanic was no longer possible, that and I wasn't very good at it anyways.
I then worked at a place that helps Mentally Challenged/ Brain Injured individuals be independent. I would help them learn to cook, do laundry, make appointments, and just about everything else that those not affected by these ailments tend to take for granted. I enjoyed my job, but found that spending 200.00 a week, when I made 150.00 a week, for day care was not worth it.
In August 2010 I quit working. I decided staying home with D was where I belonged. I love being home with him. He is learning so many new things, and I love being able to take most of the credit. Of course his favorite show, Super Why, has taught him his letters, his daddy has taught him his body parts, but I got to teach him everything else.
At two and a half he speaks in sentences, knows most common household items, knows body parts, his ABCs, can count to 10, and can ALMOST zip his coat. He has been on an open cup since 18 months. He uses a fork and spoon properly. He amazes me. He was born at 4lbs 8 oz and is now 25 lbs.
I then worked at a place that helps Mentally Challenged/ Brain Injured individuals be independent. I would help them learn to cook, do laundry, make appointments, and just about everything else that those not affected by these ailments tend to take for granted. I enjoyed my job, but found that spending 200.00 a week, when I made 150.00 a week, for day care was not worth it.
In August 2010 I quit working. I decided staying home with D was where I belonged. I love being home with him. He is learning so many new things, and I love being able to take most of the credit. Of course his favorite show, Super Why, has taught him his letters, his daddy has taught him his body parts, but I got to teach him everything else.
At two and a half he speaks in sentences, knows most common household items, knows body parts, his ABCs, can count to 10, and can ALMOST zip his coat. He has been on an open cup since 18 months. He uses a fork and spoon properly. He amazes me. He was born at 4lbs 8 oz and is now 25 lbs.
All about D!
Sept 1st I was in San Diego visiting my dad while he was here for work. I had a sharp pain in my side and back and decided to get it checked out. I thought maybe it was my appendix or kidney.. Well, I got to Naval Medical Center, San Diego and found out i was 3cm dilated and contracting because of a Urinary Tract Infection (UTI). So, I was told I couldn't leave and I would be here on bed rest until i deliver.
On 8 Sept I had dilated to 5.5cm and I was again contracting, the contractions stopped and I was to continue bed rest.
On 26 Sept I began having a lot of pressure in what felt like my bladder, I thought I might have had another UTI or the baby's head was down low. I didn't say anything and decided to sleep through it. At 3pm that afternoon I told my nurse of the pain and she had me checked by the doctor and put on the monitor, come to find out i was 6cm fully effaced. So, I went over to Labor and Delivery (L&D) and was put on the monitor that night. At 2am the contractions stopped and I hadn't progressed any so they sent me back to where I was at 0930.
At 1030 my dad had arrived and we visited for a bit, but I was having contractions and the monitor wasn't picking them up. I had extreme pain in my back so I asked for some pain med. I remembered that I didn't want drugs, and that I could do this without them, so I said never mind. Then I had a contraction that went up to 58 and my step mom asked me if I felt it, and i said no.. then at 1155 on the monitor i heard a POP and then felt a lot of fluid. My water broke. The nurse checked me and I was dilated to 8cm.
So back to L&D i went, I was there 5 mins getting set up when they checked me again and I was complete. I wanted to push so bad, but I wanted an epidural. They paged anesthesia but they were in surgery, so, I didn't have any pain medicine. Another 5 mins later the PEDS/NICU team arrived and I could finally start pushing. I pushed through 3 contractions, it was uncomfortable but didn't hurt until his head was half way through, then it just burnt.
He came out screaming and red as can be.. I was so proud of him. His APGARs were 8 & 9 which I guess is pretty good. I got to hold him for a couple mins while I was being stitched up and let me tell you, Ive never felt that feeling before, it was amazing.
Then off to the NICU he went. He was born 27 Sept 2008 at 1234pm 4lbs 8oz 18inches long. He was never put on oxygen and he was doing great. Then he developed apnea, where he forgets to breathe sometime.
After 7 weeks D came home. Home at that time was a room on the hospital grounds called the Fisher House. Without them, I would have been beyond broke trying to find a place to stay for seven weeks. D was sent home on caffeine and a monitor. The next day we drove to Las Vegas (5 hours) and stayed there with my dad for a couple days. My father in law (FIL) flew to LV sick as a dog to help D and I make the journey across the country to Iowa.
Three days later we arrived and settled in.
On 8 Sept I had dilated to 5.5cm and I was again contracting, the contractions stopped and I was to continue bed rest.
On 26 Sept I began having a lot of pressure in what felt like my bladder, I thought I might have had another UTI or the baby's head was down low. I didn't say anything and decided to sleep through it. At 3pm that afternoon I told my nurse of the pain and she had me checked by the doctor and put on the monitor, come to find out i was 6cm fully effaced. So, I went over to Labor and Delivery (L&D) and was put on the monitor that night. At 2am the contractions stopped and I hadn't progressed any so they sent me back to where I was at 0930.
At 1030 my dad had arrived and we visited for a bit, but I was having contractions and the monitor wasn't picking them up. I had extreme pain in my back so I asked for some pain med. I remembered that I didn't want drugs, and that I could do this without them, so I said never mind. Then I had a contraction that went up to 58 and my step mom asked me if I felt it, and i said no.. then at 1155 on the monitor i heard a POP and then felt a lot of fluid. My water broke. The nurse checked me and I was dilated to 8cm.
So back to L&D i went, I was there 5 mins getting set up when they checked me again and I was complete. I wanted to push so bad, but I wanted an epidural. They paged anesthesia but they were in surgery, so, I didn't have any pain medicine. Another 5 mins later the PEDS/NICU team arrived and I could finally start pushing. I pushed through 3 contractions, it was uncomfortable but didn't hurt until his head was half way through, then it just burnt.
He came out screaming and red as can be.. I was so proud of him. His APGARs were 8 & 9 which I guess is pretty good. I got to hold him for a couple mins while I was being stitched up and let me tell you, Ive never felt that feeling before, it was amazing.
Then off to the NICU he went. He was born 27 Sept 2008 at 1234pm 4lbs 8oz 18inches long. He was never put on oxygen and he was doing great. Then he developed apnea, where he forgets to breathe sometime.
After 7 weeks D came home. Home at that time was a room on the hospital grounds called the Fisher House. Without them, I would have been beyond broke trying to find a place to stay for seven weeks. D was sent home on caffeine and a monitor. The next day we drove to Las Vegas (5 hours) and stayed there with my dad for a couple days. My father in law (FIL) flew to LV sick as a dog to help D and I make the journey across the country to Iowa.
Three days later we arrived and settled in.
First Post- Means the Most
I am new to this whole blogging experience. I am not sure anyone would be interested in my day to day activities.
Well, lets start this off with an intro. I am Allie, and my husband is J. Together we have a 2.5 yr old son named D. He was born 7 weeks prematurely. He spent 7 weeks in the NICU because he had apnea. He would quit breathing randomly. That was the longest 7 weeks, but I'll blog about that later.
We live in Eastern Iowa. We are ten minutes from my husband's family. My family is scattered all over, so we don't see them much. Anyways, I hope to get some followers, and share being a parent, student, and TTC with my friends!
Well, lets start this off with an intro. I am Allie, and my husband is J. Together we have a 2.5 yr old son named D. He was born 7 weeks prematurely. He spent 7 weeks in the NICU because he had apnea. He would quit breathing randomly. That was the longest 7 weeks, but I'll blog about that later.
We live in Eastern Iowa. We are ten minutes from my husband's family. My family is scattered all over, so we don't see them much. Anyways, I hope to get some followers, and share being a parent, student, and TTC with my friends!
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