Can't Play That Card Anymore

The "I just had a baby card." As my little blessing is approaching 3 months old next week (can you believe it) I finally had to swallow the fact that it's a little late to keep playing the I just had a baby card when it comes to fitness and getting my body back. I will have to put that card back in the deck until next time..........(Hopefully)

Hubs and I both started to get back on the horse...slightly. I am amazed at how hard even a push up is for me to do now. I used to be able to knock them out in counts of 20 intervals. Oh well, that was then and this is now. Honestly, I don't care if I ever get my tummy as flat as it was, or all the definition back in my arms, or even if I lose my linea negra line on my belly, I'm just so happy being a mom. Cliche I know, but true.

So now that I'm hitting the 3 month mark and I'm done letting myself give excuses on working out. I wonder........... How much longer can I still wear my maternity pants without being frowned upon? I WARN YOU: IF THAT TIME HAS PASSED MANY WEEKS AGO DO NOT ANSWER! lol :-)

Here's my happy little guy!

Tiffany

The Hand Written Note

"Be sure to send us a picture!"

Those were the last words my RE said to me after the most positive feel-good doctor appointment I ever had. It was the 7 week appointment when we confirmed a heart beat. It was amazing. And it was amazing to hear my RE say those words to me, finally, after all those times I had begrudgingly walked by the cork board of baby announcements in disgust. But finally one day soon it would be my turn to send in my announcement.

The week of Christmas I had sent our Bradley announcement slash Christmas card to our RE. Never expecting to hear anything in return you could imagine my surprise a few weeks later when I had an envelope in the mailbox with my RE's return address on it. I quickly opened it up and there it was...

A hand written note.

(I thought those were extinct along with dinosaurs and dial up internet.)

I couldn't believe it. It was so sweet. I couldn't believe how someone as busy and dedicated as her actually had time to sit down and hand write a note. Plus, it wasn't just a generic hand written note saying happy holidays. It was a personalized hand written note that included the sentence, "Thank you for sending me the beautiful picture of Bradley Carl."

It was the first of many:

-It was the first thank you letter I have ever received that was a letter thanking me for sending a letter.

-It was the first time I had ever seen a doctors hand writing on anything but a prescription pad.

-Most importantly, it was the first time I had ever received a letter from the woman who got me pregnant.

Wow, something so retro (a hand written note) coupled with something so modern (the idea that a woman got another woman pregnant) is pretty fucking fantastic if you ask me. (Sorry for that, but no other word would do in this situation.) I love my RE!

Tiffany

New Years Thought

I never thought I would find it so sexy to hear my husband say, "Don't worry, I have the paci."



Then he follows it up with the "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" sound in my son's ear.



My hubs...the man.



Tiffany

Excuse me Doc?

First off, here's my boy 8 weeks old!!

I know some of you are very curious as to what my Pediatrician said to us that slapped me right back into my infertile mind. So I will begin with that story.

It was actually at one of our first appointments, either 1 week or 2 week old apts. I do love our pediatrician because he (in the beginning) was spending just as much time, or even more time talking about me and how I'm feeling as compared to how Bradley was doing. I do think that was really nice. However, he was asking us some question about how the pregnancy went or something, and I had mentioned that being pregnant was easy, it was getting pregnant that was the hard part, and then I went on to explain our IF struggle. He then asked if we wanted more children and when. I said something like, "Well, we want to give Bradley a good shot at being the only kid for a while, and maybe give him a chance to get out of diapers before we give him a sibling." Well I was expecting to hear back something to the effect of , "Oh how nice!" Or even, "Good idea, diapers are expensive." But no, this is what I got..."Oh really? Are you sure? Most parents I know that went through fertility are very scared they won't be able to get pregnant again and they start trying right away." He even added a shocked looking face and scary tone to his voice. (Ok, maybe he didn't make it that dramatic but of course, that's how I took it.)

I think I was stunned, shocked even, and spent the rest of the appointment with my jaw dropped and my eyes wide open. I think it took me a good 10 minutes to finally blink again. "Thanks for that doc, now I am terrified and feeling the need to call my RE to tell her it's CD1 please call in my meds."

On that note, last week I had my post-partum appointment with my OB. We talked about the game plan in moving forward with my PCOS. I feel like having PCOS and breastfeeding puts you in a huge gray area. Because of breastfeeding, I might not get a period. Because of PCOS I might not get a period. So, if I don't get a period it's hard to tell which is the reason for the absence of Aunt Flow. So the big question is how log to we wait until they put me on the pill again. Now, I HATE the idea of going back on the pill but because of the cysts I know that it is more healthy for me to be on the pill and having regular periods than to not be on any medication. But I would really like a shot for my body to regulate itself and go 'all natural' if you know what I mean.

But then there is the whole issue of what happens if I spontaneously get pregnant now. First off, I know for that to happen pigs would fly, fat ladies all across the world would be signing, and unicorns would be real. However, my doc said she has had patients with PCOS get pregnant right after they give birth. For that reason, she asked if I wanted to be on the pill right now. I declined. But it has made me wonder what if.....................

My plan for now is to wait it out until my next apt which is in March. At that point we might decided to induce a period and go on the pill. But to me....if I'm still breastfeeding that still might be to early to go that far. I don't know. Like I said...gray area.

In conclusion to this whole post: PCOS SUCKS!

Tiffany

Merry Christmas! Now please put on a mask and gloves.

Hello all! No, I can't believe it's been this long since I've blogged either. And no, I can't believe that I almost have a 2 month old.

Hope everyone had a very merry Christmas! Our was great. I can't tell you how many times hubs and I looked at each other and said, "Can you believe it, last year at this time we thought we'd never get pregnant! Last year at this time Bradley wasn't even created yet!" It truly is a miracle.

Now onto more important things....GERMS! Yup, I admit it. I have completely become a germ-a-phobe and it was in full force for Christmas. I did not let my baby get passed around to be held and people probably thought I was ridiculous for that but I don't care.



A List Of Things I Hate

1. The automatic shut off on the vibration for the My Little Lamb



2. Squeegy-ing my son's nose. (That's what we call the suction thing)



3. Breast feeding while blogging. Typing with one hand is hard, and slow.



4. Pasi's on the floor.



5. OB apts. They are back to being boring.



6. Night time poops that are never ending and dirty 5 diaps in one change.



A List Of Things I Love

1. Everything including the previous list!



Next post I will update on my post-partum OB check and the plan to move forward with my PCOS, also on the thing my pediatrician asked me that sent me right back to my mindset of a constantly worried infertile.



Tiffany

The Latch

Yes, I'm still amazed that milk is coming out of my boobs.

Just needed to take another moment to talk about nursing.

Can I just tell you how good it feels to get the correct latch? It feels like such an accomplishment.

I would equate it to that feeling you get when you start the lawn mower on the first try. Like you just won the gold. Yes, it's that amazing.

However, it's a good thing you don't need to start the lawn mower every 3 hrs!

My boy has gained over 3 lbs since birth! Go boobs go!



Tiffany

I Though I'd Never Be "That Mom"

But I am...

Hubs walks in the door from work.

Cue me:

"Ok so, today he did so good. He went 3 hours between all his feedings. Plus he had a blow out and it totally got all over his onesie. But that's ok because I was kind of excited to put him in a new outfit. And then it was 4 o'clock and he wasn't supposed to eat again until 5 so I gave him a bath and he did so great and it tided him over until 5. But I think we need to start soaking him in the tub so he doesn't get too cold. And he did tummy time but he loves being on his tummy so he just laid there until he fell asleep. Then he had another huge poop but it stayed in the diaper. So here he is, full, clean, dry, and happy. And I vacuumed, see?"...."Oh yeah so how was your day?"

But to be honest with you...I've never been so happy talking about nothing but my day cleaning my baby's butt. Ah, this is the life!

My smiling baby boy is 1 Month old!!!

Tiffany