It was a crazy couple of weeks with lots of blood testing for HcG levels and lots of worrying. I became worried because, well, when people tell you that you are at high risk of miscarriage you worry. I was also having pains, cramps, and spotting. But, my HcG levels kept rising. On October 24th, my HcG levels were above 22,000, which was a good sign. That night though the cramping became terrible and the next day, after working out that morning I was feeling terrible and I began having spotting again. So, I worried. It is what I do best. It was that day that I really decided that I like our OB/GYN! I called the office and they squeezed me in. My husband rushed home from work, leaving a meeting and probably freaking out all of his coworkers, and off to the doctor we went. I was so afraid he would say we were losing the baby, but through it all I just had a feeling, it had to be okay. I am sure most women convince themselves it will all be okay, that your baby will make it, and these of course were my thoughts.
As I climbed on the table I grasped my husbands hand and said a little prayer in my head. The moment the ultrasound began I knew, because there I saw it, our little smudge inside a yolk sac! The doctor turned up the volume and there was the heart beat at 121 beats per minute! A smudge with a heartbeat... and it is our smudge! It was amazing, I cried (of course!) and my husband grasped my hand and my head with a look of amazement... there was our baby! It still amazes me that something measuring under 7mm's can have a heartbeat!
Since that day it has all felt real, like it is okay to accept it, to get excited, and to look at baby names and talk about the future again. For the past month we have held our breath, worried, cried, and held it all in. But no longer. I know I am just 7 weeks, 3 days along but I can't help but be excited for the future, for our baby, for a new life!
We will return to the doctor next Monday for our 8 week check up and ultrasound. For now, all is well. I am finally getting my energy back, it has been a few tough weeks of going to bed at 7:30 and feeling too tired for anything other than work. I even took almost two complete weeks off of working out, as I had some morning sickness. But today, I returned to working out. I still am worried about running, so I speed walk and tomorrow I will lift weights. Our trainer has provided me with a new work out program, so that I don't have to do crunches or lay on my stomach (both of which make me nauseous!). My jeans are beginning to feel a bit tight, and when I run my hand over my belly I can feel a slight bump there, and I know that's our baby in there. I cry over just about anything from cheezy commercials to stories about mothers and their babies. But, so far, it has been a joy and pleasure carrying this baby. I know there are lots of challenges, changes, and maybe even tough times ahead, but I am up for anything!
11.01.2010
10.18.2010
Signs of pregnancy
By the time you are all reading these posts about pregnancy I will be about 3 months or so along... as long as all goes well. I promised my mother in law that she would not have to find out I was pregnant by way of my blog... so after we visit in November for Thanksgiving and surprise her, I will post these blogs. And, even if the worst happens, I promise I will post these blogs, because women need to know, good or bad, what happens with pregnancy especially with PCOS and pregnancy! A very good friend of mine recommended that I journal about the pregnancy as I go along so that I can remember what happened along the way. I feel that my blog is my journal... albeit public for all to see, but still, this is my journal and how I express myself and track my life. So, I make this warning, I will be sharing everything, details that many may not want to read. But this is my journal, my documentation of pregnancy with PCOS, and my way of telling others that getting pregnant with PCOS is possible... and with any luck I will get to also show that you can have a healthy happy baby with PCOS.
So, those lovely signs of pregnancy! Well, your breasts will hurt like no one ever told you they would. They say they will be "tender".... hello! This is not tender... this is freakin' ouch! They say you can jog/run during pregnancy... well if you are an "A" cup or do not have this particular symptom, that that may be true... but for those of us over a "C"...there will be no running... at least not without at least 3 sports bras on!
Pain... yes, pain and cramping. Sometimes it feels like someone is stabbing you in the ovary...for about 2 seconds.. then it goes away. They call it "cramping" but this is no cramping like I have ever had. Some cramping, in certain places is normal in early pregnancy as areas of your body begin to stretch, in ways they never have before!
Nausea... yep, my first bout of morning sickness today. Luckily it never went past the nausea part... but it makes it impossible to go to the gym at 5 am when you just want to throw up and get the day over with.
Speaking of getting the day over with... I thought PCOS had shown me what tired was before... I am only just maybe 5 weeks along and I am Tired!! More tired than ever before. I laughed when I found out I was pregnant, because for two weeks straight I came home and fell asleep on the couch after work, just to get up and go right to bed. So, when I found out I was pregnant I thought... of course I have been sleeping almost non stop for 2 weeks!
Hormones... have you ever cried at just about every commercial you see on TV? The Kaiser commercials about babies, the Jason Mraz song about living without worry, or the Zale's commercial with the daughter and father at the breakfast table (I am practically crying just thinking of this one) ? But it is true, your hormones are all over the map. One second you are laughing the next second you are crying, and sometimes you are doing both at the same time.
My clothes are tight... yes, this a symptom... okay i admit it was a problem before I was pregnant... by seriously... I just bought new clothes a month ago, and already they are tight? Seriously? But, never fear... maternity world includes new fun clothes too! So, more shopping will be done by all! :)
Worry... yes, worry. I think it is a symptom of pregnancy which no one speaks of. It is why so many women wait until they are showing to start telling people around them. We all worry that at any time, this wonderful gift may be taken away from us. At first, when i found out, I said to my husband "I don't want anyone to know" and yet the same day I told my mom, how could I not...she is my mom. I have slipped up a few more times and started to tell other people here and there... we haven't told my husbands family because he wants to tell his mom in person before we tell anyone else in his family.. but anyway... I started to think about why I did this. Why say one minute I don't want any one to know, and the next second be telling people around me that I am in fact pregnant. Here is my thought/reasoning/excuse for my craziness. I am going to worry no matter what, for the next 9 months, and the rest of my life once this baby is born. But if people know now, even though i am so early on, there are that many more good wishes, prayers, and support for this baby out there in the universe already, and they have not even entered the world yet, What better way to start off your life than with the support, love, and excitement of all of those people who do not know you yet but love you and care about you anyway? So, share we will, so that our baby will be blessed with all of the love and care from the start and will start off life with excitement and happiness surrounding them, not from 3 months in utero, but from 4 weeks in utero!
So those are the symptoms as they stand so far. In all seriousness, because I am being flippant with many of these symptoms, I truly believe that each symptom is a part of earning the title of "mom" and that each one is a positive sign that the pregnancy is healthy and that it is well worth the reward of being a parent in the end. I would deal with "tender" breasts, stabbing pains, crying at the drop of a hat, and exhaustion, tight clothing, and worry for a lifetime if I get to have the honor of being a parent during this life time. Although I hear that many of those symptoms are not just for pregnancy, they last forever as you watch your child grow into an amazing adult. So here's hoping to a lifetime of pregnancy symptoms!
So, those lovely signs of pregnancy! Well, your breasts will hurt like no one ever told you they would. They say they will be "tender".... hello! This is not tender... this is freakin' ouch! They say you can jog/run during pregnancy... well if you are an "A" cup or do not have this particular symptom, that that may be true... but for those of us over a "C"...there will be no running... at least not without at least 3 sports bras on!
Pain... yes, pain and cramping. Sometimes it feels like someone is stabbing you in the ovary...for about 2 seconds.. then it goes away. They call it "cramping" but this is no cramping like I have ever had. Some cramping, in certain places is normal in early pregnancy as areas of your body begin to stretch, in ways they never have before!
Nausea... yep, my first bout of morning sickness today. Luckily it never went past the nausea part... but it makes it impossible to go to the gym at 5 am when you just want to throw up and get the day over with.
Speaking of getting the day over with... I thought PCOS had shown me what tired was before... I am only just maybe 5 weeks along and I am Tired!! More tired than ever before. I laughed when I found out I was pregnant, because for two weeks straight I came home and fell asleep on the couch after work, just to get up and go right to bed. So, when I found out I was pregnant I thought... of course I have been sleeping almost non stop for 2 weeks!
Hormones... have you ever cried at just about every commercial you see on TV? The Kaiser commercials about babies, the Jason Mraz song about living without worry, or the Zale's commercial with the daughter and father at the breakfast table (I am practically crying just thinking of this one) ? But it is true, your hormones are all over the map. One second you are laughing the next second you are crying, and sometimes you are doing both at the same time.
My clothes are tight... yes, this a symptom... okay i admit it was a problem before I was pregnant... by seriously... I just bought new clothes a month ago, and already they are tight? Seriously? But, never fear... maternity world includes new fun clothes too! So, more shopping will be done by all! :)
Worry... yes, worry. I think it is a symptom of pregnancy which no one speaks of. It is why so many women wait until they are showing to start telling people around them. We all worry that at any time, this wonderful gift may be taken away from us. At first, when i found out, I said to my husband "I don't want anyone to know" and yet the same day I told my mom, how could I not...she is my mom. I have slipped up a few more times and started to tell other people here and there... we haven't told my husbands family because he wants to tell his mom in person before we tell anyone else in his family.. but anyway... I started to think about why I did this. Why say one minute I don't want any one to know, and the next second be telling people around me that I am in fact pregnant. Here is my thought/reasoning/excuse for my craziness. I am going to worry no matter what, for the next 9 months, and the rest of my life once this baby is born. But if people know now, even though i am so early on, there are that many more good wishes, prayers, and support for this baby out there in the universe already, and they have not even entered the world yet, What better way to start off your life than with the support, love, and excitement of all of those people who do not know you yet but love you and care about you anyway? So, share we will, so that our baby will be blessed with all of the love and care from the start and will start off life with excitement and happiness surrounding them, not from 3 months in utero, but from 4 weeks in utero!
So those are the symptoms as they stand so far. In all seriousness, because I am being flippant with many of these symptoms, I truly believe that each symptom is a part of earning the title of "mom" and that each one is a positive sign that the pregnancy is healthy and that it is well worth the reward of being a parent in the end. I would deal with "tender" breasts, stabbing pains, crying at the drop of a hat, and exhaustion, tight clothing, and worry for a lifetime if I get to have the honor of being a parent during this life time. Although I hear that many of those symptoms are not just for pregnancy, they last forever as you watch your child grow into an amazing adult. So here's hoping to a lifetime of pregnancy symptoms!
Breakfast, paperwork, and two pink lines
It was two weeks ago tomorrow that I was working from home on some paperwork and thought, there are three pregnancy tests in the cabinet and I feel like I should use one. So, at 11 am that day a pregnancy test was completed and one dark pink line appeared....along with a super faint pink line... yep, two pink lines. I figured I was seeing things, it was that faint. So the next morning at 5am, on my way to the gym, I took another test, and sure enough, there it was... or should I say "they were". Two pink lines... a positive pregnancy test... or rather two. That afternoon I made a stop at my GYN, who ran two more tests... one negative, the other looked just like my first... one dark line and another very faint line. I was promptly sent for blood work which came back with an HcG level of 39. If you are new to pregnancy terms, HcG is produced in your blood only when you are pregnant, you never have it at any other time of your life. I was told congratulations and that I had to go for another test in 48 hours, to make sure the HcG levels were rising. So, 48 hours later I was at the lab again, blood being drawn from my other arm and then the wait began. Because it was Friday, the test did not come back before the Dr. closed for the day. I spent the entire weekend in agony, of the emotional type. You see, HcG levels, when you are pregnant are supposed to double every 48 hours... so for me, they were looking for somewhere around 80... if your levels are not doubling there is a problem with the pregnancy and it is likely not viable. Let's just say, this led to the longest, most difficult weekend of my life so far. Waiting to find out if you are pregnant or pregnant and miscarrying is a terrible way to spend two days. Monday morning, first thing, my MD called with good news, an HcG level of 89 and a big "hooray!" was heard around the world.
I wish I could say the craziness ended there. But panic and a few more horrible days (about 7 days in fact) ensued. Since my GYN is not an OB as well, I had to find a new doctor. Luckily I found one, I think he is pretty great so far, and made an appointment for the soonest possible. The next Wednesday, one week from our initial double lined excitement, my husband and I found ourselves sitting in the OB office waiting to see the doctor. This was the appointment that caused even more panic than before. While there, the MD's office aged my pregnancy at 6 weeks. "Great!" we were told an ultrasound would potentially show a heart beat, and the yolk sac, but as I lay on the ultrasound table, my husband excitedly holding my hand, the doctor scanned around, yet nothing showed up. The doctor quickly revealed his concern, stating "it isn't a good sign that we can't see anything at 6 weeks." we left the doctor's office, back to the lab for yet another HcG test, I cried... for about the 20th time. Is it hormones, fear, sadness, or just plain anger at my body for continually making everything difficult? I think probably a combination of everything.
That afternoon the doctor called me... actually he called within an hour. My HcG was at 775... it had doubled each day since the last test. The pregnancy was fine and I was "just earlier than originally thought." I guess this is where I have to caution women with PCOS. For some reason, almost all doctors, even ones who seem to know a lot about PCOS, seem to forget that we do not ovulate like every other "normal" woman. The fact is, all women, with PCOS or not, ovulate at different times. Yet, when they calculate your due date and date of conception, they go from the first day of your last period. So even if you did not ovulate during the second week... guess what... they pretend you did! It turns out... I was probably more like 4 or 4 1/2 weeks along... not 6 weeks! So, my HcG levels were exactly correct AND since you cannot see anything on an ultrasound until HcG levels are At Least 1500, it was no surprise there was nothing on the ultrasound, because mine were in the 700's! By the way, they also tested my progesterone, which was 18... which is on the low side of normal for pregnant women. Two days later, another test revealed an HcG of 1380... almost double, and perfectly acceptable for a viable pregnancy.
Getting pregnant, being pregnant, and having a baby are all scary enough as it is. But I have to say, the past two weeks were some of the most difficult days of my life. I felt like I had been on a roller coaster, stuck at the top, and waiting to drop. It is reported that women with PCOS may have up to 50% chance of miscarriage. Each doctor has told us that miscarriage is never caused by anything you do. If it does not last, it was not a viable life, and that miscarriage is the body's natural way to end that life before it get's worse. But, even knowing that, I keep saying to the baby "just stay inside where you belong" because the best thing that could ever happen would be to bring a baby into this world on in June 2011!
I wish I could say the craziness ended there. But panic and a few more horrible days (about 7 days in fact) ensued. Since my GYN is not an OB as well, I had to find a new doctor. Luckily I found one, I think he is pretty great so far, and made an appointment for the soonest possible. The next Wednesday, one week from our initial double lined excitement, my husband and I found ourselves sitting in the OB office waiting to see the doctor. This was the appointment that caused even more panic than before. While there, the MD's office aged my pregnancy at 6 weeks. "Great!" we were told an ultrasound would potentially show a heart beat, and the yolk sac, but as I lay on the ultrasound table, my husband excitedly holding my hand, the doctor scanned around, yet nothing showed up. The doctor quickly revealed his concern, stating "it isn't a good sign that we can't see anything at 6 weeks." we left the doctor's office, back to the lab for yet another HcG test, I cried... for about the 20th time. Is it hormones, fear, sadness, or just plain anger at my body for continually making everything difficult? I think probably a combination of everything.
That afternoon the doctor called me... actually he called within an hour. My HcG was at 775... it had doubled each day since the last test. The pregnancy was fine and I was "just earlier than originally thought." I guess this is where I have to caution women with PCOS. For some reason, almost all doctors, even ones who seem to know a lot about PCOS, seem to forget that we do not ovulate like every other "normal" woman. The fact is, all women, with PCOS or not, ovulate at different times. Yet, when they calculate your due date and date of conception, they go from the first day of your last period. So even if you did not ovulate during the second week... guess what... they pretend you did! It turns out... I was probably more like 4 or 4 1/2 weeks along... not 6 weeks! So, my HcG levels were exactly correct AND since you cannot see anything on an ultrasound until HcG levels are At Least 1500, it was no surprise there was nothing on the ultrasound, because mine were in the 700's! By the way, they also tested my progesterone, which was 18... which is on the low side of normal for pregnant women. Two days later, another test revealed an HcG of 1380... almost double, and perfectly acceptable for a viable pregnancy.
Getting pregnant, being pregnant, and having a baby are all scary enough as it is. But I have to say, the past two weeks were some of the most difficult days of my life. I felt like I had been on a roller coaster, stuck at the top, and waiting to drop. It is reported that women with PCOS may have up to 50% chance of miscarriage. Each doctor has told us that miscarriage is never caused by anything you do. If it does not last, it was not a viable life, and that miscarriage is the body's natural way to end that life before it get's worse. But, even knowing that, I keep saying to the baby "just stay inside where you belong" because the best thing that could ever happen would be to bring a baby into this world on in June 2011!
9.06.2010
Of Vacations, Cinnamon Rolls, and New Adventures
This weekend took us to Grand Junction Colorado, home of fruit orchards and wineries, relaxation, and no stress. Last week was an odd week. My moods were up and down, upside down, right side up, all over the place. My poor husband, I am sad to say, was at the attack end of the down sides. The week started with us getting back into the swing of getting up at 5am for our work outs. We began this a few weeks ago because evenings just were not working out and our trainer recommended that we try this instead. It works great and gives us lots of time in the evenings to relax and enjoy our time together, but boy is it difficult to get out of bed at 5 am and walk to the gym! Weights mornings are the hardest, since I so hate the weight lifting! Also, I realized, after my up and down week, that I was frustrated. My husband has been losing weight, while mine has remained basically the same. My clothes even fit the same, no changes anywhere. So, last week, I started really watching what I ate, and I was feeling a difference... then we went away for the weekend.
I even started a new blog about my weekend adventures... it has to do with my love of cinnamon rolls... I know... it does not coincide with my "weight loss path"... at least at first glance. I want to note that I only indulge in cinnamon rolls when we vacation... they are the one sweet, bad for you, treat I will never give up. I will continue to indulge in them on vacation and occasionally through life. But, all people on their weight loss path have to have something they love that they allow them selves occasionally... I refuse to give up everything I love to eat.
Anyway... we were good about exercise while we were away. We worked out in the gym one day and hiked the next. We rested two days. I was proud that we were able to stay motivated enough to actually use a hotel gym! Good for us!
My final adventure to report, related to the PCOS world, and that I have been contemplating whether to share on my blog or not, is that I have been reading fertility websites and trying to learn as much as I can about PCOS and fertility. It is astounding how much information there is to know about something that seems to be so simple, or perhaps it seems that it Should be simple! So many people take such a scientific approach to fertility these days, and now I have joined the crowd. I have found a website called "fertility friends" to be particularly helpful and am taking a "course" in fertility. For women with fertility issues, if you have been told to "try on your own for awhile" this is a great place to learn how to "help yourself" along this confusing path.
Our path so far includes starting to track basal body temperature and a few other Body Signals on the fertility friends website. I find it encouraging and I am hopeful that we will find that we are on the right track soon!
I will continue to update the information I learn from this site.. but for now...it is off to bed for some good sleep before work begins again tomorrow!
Good night!
I even started a new blog about my weekend adventures... it has to do with my love of cinnamon rolls... I know... it does not coincide with my "weight loss path"... at least at first glance. I want to note that I only indulge in cinnamon rolls when we vacation... they are the one sweet, bad for you, treat I will never give up. I will continue to indulge in them on vacation and occasionally through life. But, all people on their weight loss path have to have something they love that they allow them selves occasionally... I refuse to give up everything I love to eat.
Anyway... we were good about exercise while we were away. We worked out in the gym one day and hiked the next. We rested two days. I was proud that we were able to stay motivated enough to actually use a hotel gym! Good for us!
My final adventure to report, related to the PCOS world, and that I have been contemplating whether to share on my blog or not, is that I have been reading fertility websites and trying to learn as much as I can about PCOS and fertility. It is astounding how much information there is to know about something that seems to be so simple, or perhaps it seems that it Should be simple! So many people take such a scientific approach to fertility these days, and now I have joined the crowd. I have found a website called "fertility friends" to be particularly helpful and am taking a "course" in fertility. For women with fertility issues, if you have been told to "try on your own for awhile" this is a great place to learn how to "help yourself" along this confusing path.
Our path so far includes starting to track basal body temperature and a few other Body Signals on the fertility friends website. I find it encouraging and I am hopeful that we will find that we are on the right track soon!
I will continue to update the information I learn from this site.. but for now...it is off to bed for some good sleep before work begins again tomorrow!
Good night!
8.17.2010
Welcome back to Sinus Infection Land....
Yep, Saturday morning it struck again. Sinus infection #1 for the fall season. Argh! I am so frustrated. I felt it come on last week, my energy crashed on Wednesday, I did not feel like working out after I got home and I was just so tired the rest of the week. Then Saturday, wham. Sore throat first thing in the AM, stayed on the couch all day to see if I could ward it off by resting. Sunday, started feeling worse, stayed on the couch all day again for more resting and pushed fluids all day. Monday, I actually went to work... I did! I had to, I had 11 hours worth of work to do, so I worked. Tuesday, today, I gave in. I stayed home from work. I do not want to get into this sickness pattern again that I have been in for the past few years. I just want to be healthy. So, off to the doctor, not until this evening... why is it that you can call the MD office right when they open, yet they cannot fit you in until the evening? Anyway, I am feeling too sick to rant. I just wanted to start off sinus infection season by letting the world know... sinus infection season has officially begun... I can't wait until Spring to arrive so I can be healthy again.
8.07.2010
Job Path, Health Path... Life
The first week of my new job is over and I find myself at home, at peace with the world. It is amazing how at peace with the world I feel. I have been reminded by a wise woman, my mother, that there will still be up and down times. Sure, this is to be expected, I am working for a broken system that is... broke, both monetarily and in concept. However, if you could have seen all of the smiling faces this week, you would not know how broken our public school system is. These people do not smile because they are making the most money, or will be living in the biggest house or driving the fanciest car. No, these people are smiling because every day they make a difference in a child's life through education, through life lessons. What an amazing thing. So, I hope when the tough days come, that I will think about this. That for the first time as an OT I can truly feel that I am making a difference in someone's life, each day through helping them to be more successful or more able to participate in their educational setting. And, I have hope that maybe this country will start to turn the educational system around and that we will all remember that there is no better investment than our children and their education (I learned this important lesson from my parents). I have hope, because this week I saw a not so broken system in my new school district, but instead, people committed to making the lives of children better.
Okay... enough about work...sorry it has been very exciting though.
I do want to address some PCOS this time too... because I tend to not talk about it enough, and that is what this blog is supposed to be about. Although truly, this blog is just about me and life, because usually PCOS affects every day of it. I guess I have not written much lately about it because it has not been first and foremost on my mind. Instead, my job and getting healthy have been on my mind the past week... and babies too. I can't help it. Just spending those 5 days with my best friend and her beautiful little girl... that was it... I was bit by the baby bug... or maybe spit up on by it! (ew... sorry!)
Anyway, my job did affect my PCOS this week, in that there was much free food, luncheons to attend, sweets at every table you sat down at. I fell out of the habit of tracking my calories, indulged in some yummy cinnamon rolls (4 or 5 of them!) and over ate in general. I also had two days without work outs, which was disappointing. And now, I have to admit that since hiring our trainer, and likely because we are not being steadfast in following his advice, I have actually gained 1.5 lbs instead of loosing them! My husband, of course, has lost almost 5 lbs and is looking fabulous... me... not so much. But today I pledged to get back on the wagon. We did not eat exactly healthy (hello Chick-fil-a), but we did get to the gym yesterday and today and took the puppy for a long stroll last night, in addition to strength training!
We are on our way... I am reminded that I named this blog "Path to Health" for a reason. Paths are rarely straight, you often take the wrong path and have to turn around and return to where you started. Most paths have hills, some are all uphill... but aren't those the ones with the best view from the top, the best reward? So, here I am, on my path. The past few weeks I went down the path, sat on a large rock in the shade and ate all of my snacks in one fell swoop. But, yesterday I got off the rock and started walking the path again (Okay, sure, with Chick-fil-a sandwich in hand). I am sure I will find I need to rest again sometime during the journey and that I may even chose the wrong path at times, but I also know that I will continue to get up and continue down this path. Because, this path is my life.
Okay... enough about work...sorry it has been very exciting though.
I do want to address some PCOS this time too... because I tend to not talk about it enough, and that is what this blog is supposed to be about. Although truly, this blog is just about me and life, because usually PCOS affects every day of it. I guess I have not written much lately about it because it has not been first and foremost on my mind. Instead, my job and getting healthy have been on my mind the past week... and babies too. I can't help it. Just spending those 5 days with my best friend and her beautiful little girl... that was it... I was bit by the baby bug... or maybe spit up on by it! (ew... sorry!)
Anyway, my job did affect my PCOS this week, in that there was much free food, luncheons to attend, sweets at every table you sat down at. I fell out of the habit of tracking my calories, indulged in some yummy cinnamon rolls (4 or 5 of them!) and over ate in general. I also had two days without work outs, which was disappointing. And now, I have to admit that since hiring our trainer, and likely because we are not being steadfast in following his advice, I have actually gained 1.5 lbs instead of loosing them! My husband, of course, has lost almost 5 lbs and is looking fabulous... me... not so much. But today I pledged to get back on the wagon. We did not eat exactly healthy (hello Chick-fil-a), but we did get to the gym yesterday and today and took the puppy for a long stroll last night, in addition to strength training!
We are on our way... I am reminded that I named this blog "Path to Health" for a reason. Paths are rarely straight, you often take the wrong path and have to turn around and return to where you started. Most paths have hills, some are all uphill... but aren't those the ones with the best view from the top, the best reward? So, here I am, on my path. The past few weeks I went down the path, sat on a large rock in the shade and ate all of my snacks in one fell swoop. But, yesterday I got off the rock and started walking the path again (Okay, sure, with Chick-fil-a sandwich in hand). I am sure I will find I need to rest again sometime during the journey and that I may even chose the wrong path at times, but I also know that I will continue to get up and continue down this path. Because, this path is my life.
8.06.2010
Let School Begin
I have been a bit absent from my blog the past week because I started my shiny new job! I have to tell you, I was worried when I started this job. I was not sure if it was going to be the right job for me or if I had made the right move. After this week though... I am SO excited for the students to come to school so that I can get to work! I do not think I have ever felt this way at the start of a job, excited and nervous and scared all at the same time.
Unfortunately, as far as following the diet and exercise goes, I have been bad. Orientation comes with lots of free food, eating out with new co-workers, and snacks up the wazoo! But, we have worked out most days, with just two days off... one because I was tired and yesterday because I had a headache all afternoon. We will return to weight lifting tonight, when I return from my one home health client I still have to see. So, although we occasionally fall off the wagon, we are getting better at getting back on within one day.
I am writing on my blog today my pledge for the next school year to come:
I will work hard and be a committed therapist for all of the students that cross my path. I will do my very best to help each student and will stay after or work extra when it is necessary. But, I will also remember to put the time and effort into my self and my family at home. I will commit to spend quality time with my husband and make time for us, where neither of us is talking about work. I will come home and let work go, leaving work at work, so that I can relax and enjoy my life. I will work to support my life, but I will not live to work.
Unfortunately, as far as following the diet and exercise goes, I have been bad. Orientation comes with lots of free food, eating out with new co-workers, and snacks up the wazoo! But, we have worked out most days, with just two days off... one because I was tired and yesterday because I had a headache all afternoon. We will return to weight lifting tonight, when I return from my one home health client I still have to see. So, although we occasionally fall off the wagon, we are getting better at getting back on within one day.
I am writing on my blog today my pledge for the next school year to come:
I will work hard and be a committed therapist for all of the students that cross my path. I will do my very best to help each student and will stay after or work extra when it is necessary. But, I will also remember to put the time and effort into my self and my family at home. I will commit to spend quality time with my husband and make time for us, where neither of us is talking about work. I will come home and let work go, leaving work at work, so that I can relax and enjoy my life. I will work to support my life, but I will not live to work.
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