Adventures in Pregnancy – Confession

I have a confession to make, and it’s not one of those silly cutesy confessions, sadly.

Sara snapped this pic of me in Arizona while I was shell hunting with the kids, and while my first thought should have been “oh so fun, a pic of awesome memories with her kiddos!”, my thoughts instead jumped right to holy. fucking. shit… my thighs are NOT carrying pregnancy well AT ALL.

And they aren’t, that much is true. But it bothers me that instead of focusing on the beauty of pregnancy and ALL the parts that come with it – the good, the bad, and the seemingly ugly – I zeroed in on a massive flaw.

Pregnancy has changed my body a LOT, and I have struggled with this change a little more than I’d like to admit, because for 36+ years my weight has never fluctuated much if at all; I’ve always been proportionate and petite.

That’s just what I know.

But I’m here experiencing the. very. best. reason to gain weight.
I’m here experiencing the. very. best. reason for body changes.
I’m here experiencing the. very. best. reason for growth, and fatigue, and perhaps even some discomfort.

And so I checked myself and I thanked her for this picture. And I hope someday I’ll look back on this and remember all the adventures I took my baby on in utero, and smile instead of focusing on any flaws.

Because again, while I have fleeting moments that challenge me, I am SO VERY grateful to be able to experience pregnancy, and I will do better with giving my body a break as it continues with the hardest, yet most rewarding thing it has ever experienced.

Were you critical of your body during pregnancy?

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Thursday Thoughts – AED’s Save Lives

Never in my life have I been so scared for someone I don’t even know…

Yesterday, during my 5 hour flight from Vegas back towards the East coast, there was a medical emergency on board, barely halfway through the flight.

And before we found out what was happening, I was a little freaked out because tons of flight attendants rushing around on a plane, when you cannot hear everything, tends to incite a tiny bit of panic, and luckily the woman next to me picked up on my nerves and was helping me understand what was going on.

I’ll be honest – a medical emergency wasn’t my first thought.

The flight attendant made a call for any medical personnel and luckily there was a physicians assistant on board!

A woman three rows away from me was having a heart attack, while we were over “flyover” states. She was complaining of chest pains, upper arm pain, dizziness, an upset stomach and was sweaty and lethargic. (Before we knew what was actually happening, I did ask the PA if she needed insulin, as long a shot as it was.)

I’m sure at first, some people suspected she was hungover… an early morning flight out of a party locale like Vegas, it’s not a stretch, sadly.

But it quickly became apparent this was WAY more than a hangover.

They administered something intravenously and she regained consciousness – she had been drifting in and out.

Luckily our plane had an AED on board, and flight attendants were on the headset being advised what to do – it was determined it was in this woman’s best interests for us to continue towards Baltimore, as medical personnel getting to us based on our flight path if we had to divert was a longer shot (I’m paraphrasing this), so she was monitored steadily and the second we landed she was whisked away by the waiting EMT’s.

I hope that lady is okay – I thought of her a LOT last night, she looked so panicked and terrified (as would any of us!), and I was so scared for her – a heart attack anywhere is never ideal but I would imagine on a plane in the air is definitely a lot scarier.

AED’s save lives, bottom line. That lady was blessed this was a domestic flight, as they are not mandated on international flights, though I CANNOT imagine why.

It made me want to get trained to use one, should the need ever arise (is that just the mom-in-training kickin’ in?)

I hope she is okay and feeling better today. It freaked me out because I think we all have a conception as to what we think a heart attack looks like, and they DON’T always look like what we imagine. Silent heart attacks are a real concept!

Have you ever been on a flight with a medical emergency?

(Years ago, a plane pulling up to a fire truck would have sent me into a heavy panic attack – my fear of fire trucks, as silly as it sounds, was real. as. fuck.)

Heading home from Vegas!

Yep, I totally brought one of my sweet dog’s blankets on my trip with me – it smells so good and so her! (what, I’m pregnant and hormonal, don’t judge haha) and YES I totally cannot wait to get home to my pup and my husband today!

I looooove going on vacation, but I am always so happy to get home – I love my home, y husband, my dog, my creature comforts… traveling is often, but there is no place like home!

Do you like to travel?

Try It Tuesday – Chin Up

Up at 0300 to get a workout and shower in before a 0530 flight…

Followed by a 3.5 mile run here in Michigan, in shoes I haven’t broken in, on hilly, dirt roads (only ran on pavement before) soooooo you can imagine how humbling a run THAT was (almost cried AND almost got sick, haha)

*note to self: no runs on dirt roads everrrrrr*

Followed by chin-ups and monkey bars on the playground… I’m tired, haha. I still struggle with chin-ups, but practice makes me better – I am working on it!

It’s been quite a day but I’ve loved every second!

 

Tip Tuesday – Post-Vacay Life Reassessment

Obviously, we would all rather be on vacation, or much more frequently than we are. And even if you love your job, coming off a vacation-high and going back to work can be draining, and make you long for the days you were only concerned about mai tai’s and the lazy river.

But if you find yourself TRULY depressed, or upset to be back home, it might be time to reassess life and see if you might need to make some changes. After all, a proper vacation should make you appreciate your life more, not depress you and make you even more down about your life.

Post vacation is a great time to gauge how things make you feel and decide if you shouldn’t bite the bullet. After all, your end goal is to create a life you don’t need a vacation from!