Baby blues

Just recently I celebrated my oldest’s son 9th birthday. I mean nine years?! I am sure that as long as you are busy time will pass by fairly quickly but when you stop to think about the actual changes within a specific time frame, then is like: “woa, wait what?!” So I was sharing with him the story of the day he was born, I started feeling some kinda of blue. But why? It was a joyous day. Why do I feel this way? Well, let me tell you why.

My experience post labor was not ideal. Many factors came into play which I will share with you. And as much as I love motherhood (add two kiddos to the equation) whenever I think of the days following my first son’s birth, I always feel a bit blue. I don’t know if postpartum depression was part of it. I honestly don’t think so. But maybe as I share this with other mommies out there, it might help someone feel a bit better that is going through this. So nine years ago, that’s when this happened:

It was around 2am when my water bag broke. I followed the instructions given to my at the hospital. Called, spoke to a nurse, and once it was confirmed with them we grabbed our diaper bag and went to the hospital. The first thing when you arrive is a check in the triage room where a nurse confirmed my water had broken so I could be admitted to the hospital. After some paperwork and a few minutes waiting for our room to be prepared, we went into a delivery room where we stayed for about a day. My water bag was broken but I had no contractions. They waited a bit hoping my body would catch up to the water bag news and start the process but I guess my body was too scared to admit it so it played dumb! A few hours later they started injecting small doses of pitocin to get the labor started, but again my body was like “nope, no thank you!” Finally about 8 hours after my water bag broke, the contractions started. They were pretty mild at that point that it wasn’t crazy painful.

I’ll never forget this Filipino nurse that was part of my care team. She comes to me and says: “Mommy, you can get the epidural now. Do you want it?” I wasn’t sure what to do. The idea of a natural birth sounded better to me. I told her that it wasn’t too painful at that point so maybe later. She said to me: “Why wait? This isn’t the 1800’s and there’s no need to feel more pain than you really have to. Women say they want a natural delivery and suffer the pain but is not about being brave but being smart! No need to feel pain if it’s possible”. EXCELLENT point, don’t you think?! I agreed with her. I mean, I had been at the hospital for a while now without pain and the labor wasn’t moving at all. It was so slow, why not? So with my first baby, I had an epidural. Does that make me less of a woman? I don’t think so. Does it make smarter as suggested by the nurse? I don’t think so. It just made that first day at the hospital pain free as I waited for my son’s arrival. To each its own, right? So if you can and want to get an epidural, go for it!

We were getting close to 24 hours since my water broke. I was desperate and mostly hungry! I wasn’t allowed to eat since I got the epidural and to be honest, I thought we would be done way sooner.  So finally the time came for the baby to be born! We had difficulties during delivery because my lil man had his hand positioned in a way that wasn’t allowing him to evacuate naturally if you know what I mean. I was so frustrated, tired and hungry, I actually begged the doctor for a C-section. He said that was the last resort and he needed to try a few other things before opting for it. Not to super worry any preggos out there or go into the TMI category, I can say that another doctor joined him and with a couple of things they had to do, I was able to welcome to this world my first born. My goodness that feeling! I knew the first thing I needed to hear was the baby’s cry once he was out, but that didn’t happened. Like I said there were a bit of complications there but with a pediatrician also there in top of the other doctors and nurses a few seconds later I was able to hear him cry. My goodness that feeling! What a relief! That pregnancy/ delivery complicated part was over. Little did I know the hardest part was just about to start.

Until this point it was just my husband and I. A couple of friends had came to check on me earlier in the day while we were waiting. My friend Elsa was there, waiting outside. Once the baby was born she was able to join us in the room and bless her heart she was feeding me while I was figuring out how to feed the baby, ha! Women multitask, I’ll tell ya. It was round 3am when he was born. Later that morning around 7am, I was taken to my recovery room. This is when things got rough real quick. I guess it was a full moon because the hospital was full. We weren’t able to get a private room. In fact, I was sharing the room with two other moms! I could hear people coming in and out to see the other two mommies. My husband left after I was set up in the room. I wanted to rest as I was not able to sleep all those hours before the delivery but I was too scared to close my eyes and for someone to take my baby without me noticing. I was concerned about my baby’s safety because it was just the two of us in that large hospital and I was too tired.

The first 60 hours or so after his birth we were at the hospital. Those two additional nights, I couldn’t sleep. I was in pain from the delivery and too afraid of someone taking the baby. He was in a little hospital crib next to my bed and the only thing that separated us from the rest of the room was a curtain. Not much protection if you ask me. I know they have this safety thing at the hospital with bands that go on the baby’s arm and leg and matching ones for the parents that have an alarm that goes off if you pass certain point. But that wasn’t enough for me.  Now this might not seem like a huge reason to many but for me it was a big deal. First time mom alone in a hospital with a newborn. I wasn’t at ease.

Now you are probably wondering why it was just me and the husband during this important time? Well, my mom was still in Guatemala and his parents had just moved to Nicaragua. I don’t have sisters. I have brothers, but if my husband wasn’t allowed to stay, I am sure they wouldn’t be allowed either. My best friends were miles apart one in Guatemala and the other in the opposite side of the country. I don’t have any immediate family in the area. The few friends I had were busy with their own lives and I can’t be mad at them for that. I felt lonely. Very lonely. Like ridiculously lonely. When I think back of that day, I feel sad that I was so lonely. I wish we could have had a private room so my husband could stay. Even if he was sleeping in the couch, I would have felt a gazillion times better. I wish that my mom had come to the US sooner. I wish at least one of my best friends was closer. I wish I would have dare to ask any of the friends I made here Cali to please stay with me even if that was too much to ask. But you know life isn’t perfect, and things had to happen the way they did.

I can’t explain why. Whenever I think of this time, I feel blue. My other two experiences were very different. The labor, the delivery, the company. Don’t get me wrong, I am by no means saying that I hate the experience of my first son’s birth. What I am saying is that I love that experience even if whenever I think of it my heart turns a bit blue every time. Sometimes we create expectations and when those aren’t met we feel terribly bad. I actually didn’t have any specific expectations for my labor. I just wanted a healthy baby and that is what I had. All the details aren’t perfect but he is. His arrival into my life has changed my world. I am better person because of him. I try to. Maybe as time goes by I will be able to think of this memory and don’t feel sad at all. Only time will say for sure.

 

Baby time!

So it has been a while since my last post because you know life happens so one gets busy. I’ve decided to continue to prove myself that I’m capable of doing anything and as much as I want as long as I set my mind to it. In this case it means to continue to share through my blog which means better juggling life. Anyway, this post is about when the time came to meet our new family addition. This is baby number 3 and people keep thinking I pretty much I’m a pro at it, but oh boy, little do they know!

The moment I hit 38 weeks, I went on a freak out stage. I had been cooking our stud muffin in the oven for 38 weeks with its ups and downs, but it was all coming to an end any minute really. I knew I was pregnant for quite some time and I also knew there was going to be a delivery time. Until this point my concern was making it to the hospital on time. With baby no. 1 my water broke so I was admitted without any contractions and it took over 24 hours and a complicated delivery until the moment we met our little man. With baby no. 2 we barely made it to the hospital… really! Labor moved quite fast and it all happened at home within a few hours. By the time we arrived to the hospital, our princess had already crowned and I was just holding her in there until we were able to make it to the delivery room. My only concern this time was a fast labor and not enough time to get to the hospital. Unlike my first deliveries, the hospital this time was not a 5 minute drive away without the need to even get on the freeway. Since we moved, this time the hospital was a 25 minute drive away with no traffic and because it is in the middle of the Silicon Valley, the traffic can easily turn into a 1 hour +. So like I said, until this point my only concern was not having a baby on the side of the freeway during peek commute hours.

So about that freak out stage. Our bodies are amazing! Like, really, really, amazing! If you are woman reading this, give yourself a pad in the shoulder cuz girl your body rocks! I am Catholic, which means I believe our Almighty grants us the blessing to assist him in the miracle of life. He has created our bodies so perfectly that for gazillion of years, we have reproduced and delivered gazillion of babies without the technology and comfort we have these days. And while our bodies really know what to do, complications happen. This is where the freak out stage comes into play. A few weeks before my due date, I started to freak out like big time! Yes, our bodies know how to push that baby out, but is still painful. Again, this is the kind of pain that your body knows and will handle, but it is pain at the end of the day. I was suddenly worried that it would hurt more than I could take, or that the delivery was going to be hard, or even that a C-section would be needed. I was worried about what my body would look and feel after. I was worried every minute for the last weeks.

But then the time came. The baby was going to join us. It was 5 days prior to my due date. I started feeling contractions around 1:30am. I got up, used the bathroom, turn the TV on, while the contractions stayed. It was a bearable pain at that point. Not so frequent, 7-9 minutes apart.  I started watching “Friends” on Netflix because that’s what I did with my second one. The pains grew longer, stronger, and more often. I called the advise nurse line because that’s what they asked you to do. It was 4:30am at this point. The nurse said to wait until they were a bit closer in time, so continue to track them for another hour and to call back. She also said to drink more water which I did. At exactly one hour after, I called and told the nurse that the contractions were stronger and longer and closer. She said to come in to check if it was “the” time. So I woke up my husband, told my mom we were leaving so she knew she had to take my other two kids to school that morning, and we left for the hospital. It was luckily early enough that there wasn’t a lot of traffic. We arrived around 6:20am.

My contractions were 4-5 minutes apart, and lasted 50-60 seconds. The doctor checked and I had already dilated 6 cm which I meant I could stay in because the labor was active. Yay! We had made it to the hospital with enough time. I could cross my first concern off the list. We settled in and waited until it was time. About two hours in the pain was pretty bad and I opted to take the Epidural. No shame on it! I mean why should I? It helped me to handle the pain and that’s all I needed for a reason. Two hours later, around 10:25am, our son was born. Aiden had arrived! The labor wasn’t as short as I hoped, but it was definitely not bad. The best part was that it was a perfect delivery so no stitches or anything else was required. He was here! He was so tiny and so perfect. The fear that had been haunting me over the last weeks was gone. All I could feel was joy, and love, and yes tiredness. My body was tired and in a bit of pain after the delivery, but looking at his face, holding his little hands, touching his little toes made it all worth it.

Motherhood is not easy. It also doesn’t happen to everyone. And not everyone who experiences it actually deserves it. But when you really want to be a mom, when you wish to be blessed with it, when you know is an expression of love, motherhood is the best. Pregnancy has its ups and down. I know more than one woman who had such a rough pregnancy and/or delivery they decided never to have kids again, and I get it. It is not easy, it is painful, but I promise you being a mom is so amazing. Amazing is so many things which I think is why is a good way to describe.  Good luck if you are a preggos reading this. I wish you an easy and fast labor.

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Our first selfie

 

DIY Gender Reveal Party Decor

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First of, congrats on your baby! Such an amazing time in your life. Lots of challenges come with pregnancy, but also so many more rewards and satisfactions. You are expecting and you probably have already announced the great news to family and friends by now. New trends are always adapted and kind of expected for certain life events such as a cute engagement picture, cute Christmas cards, a creative pregnancy announcement picture, and you know basically anything that includes cute pictures carefully thought and put together. And in that area you can add a gender reveal party with of course a cute reveal idea! Here are some ideas I collected and found extremely easy to prepare myself to share our exciting news with friends and family.

Our baby’s gender wasn’t a secret to my husband and I. We have two little ones, a boy and a girl, and already know how to tell the difference during the ultrasound. Our ultrasound technician made sure we wanted to know before confirming our suspicions. During the ultrasound she checked key organs first (like the heart, stomach, liver) and when she started looking for the “other stuff”, two arms, two legs and the gender showed up. We were so excited, and decided it would be absolutely fun to have a reveal/diaper party to share the news. I am not a miserable pregnant lady yet, but I like to stick to simple ideas that area easy to prepare because of my limited time. Keep reading to learn more about the things we did and you can too.

Now, if this is your first baby and you want to be surprised, then there’s other options. In my case is limited because only my mom and brother live here. My family on my mother’s side are all in Guatemala. My family on my father’s side are in SoCal mainly. My husband’s family are spread between NY, Nicaragua and Brazil. I have some great friends here in the Bay Area, but I don’t want to force myself on anyone so it made sense for us to take care of it ourselves. If you have a relative or close friend who can organize this for you, then that’s awesome! You’ll have to coordinate with your OB so they can inform this person the baby’s gender and she (my guess is a lady, but if it’s a guy, he why not?!) will be the one doing the planning and surprising you, hubby, family and friends!

Some of the simple stuff was to grab both pink and blue cups and utensils from the dollar store, but you can also head to other places like Party City, is just a bit more pricey. I had my little ones help me with a lot of the things. I love putting parties together and making decorations myself and look for things that my kids can help me with to keep them busy. I rather them helping me than watching TV so is a win-win situation! My daughter helped me to stack the cups alternating the colors. I also got pink and blue ribbons and create utensil sets by combining colors too, and used the ribbon to keep them together.

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I also had them help me with other decorations. We (and by we, I mean my son and daughter) colored clothespins with blue and pink color. I placed these ones in a table with a sign: “BLUE or PINK what do you think? Please wear your guess”. I created a heart shape-like with the pins. One half was just blue pins and the other just pink pins. If you paid close attention, the pins weren’t perfectly colored because my kids colored them. If you’re a perfectionist, then maybe you should have an adult color them so they all are exactly the same with the lines very well defined. In my case, my kids’ work of art was perfect!

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I am also well known to prepare games for everyone attending the party! Even if it’s a kids party, I try to select or modify the games so the adults can be involved too. Is about everyone having fun! So I prepared also some games and prizes. I decided to use mason jars for the prizes and spell the phrase: HE OR SHE? I used blue tissue paper for the jars making the word “HE” which were meant to be prizes for adult men attending the party. I used mini candy bars to fill them up and added a gift card to Starbucks which I figured is so neutral that is okay for a man to receive one. I used yellow tissue paper for the jars making the word “OR” and “?” which were meant to be prizes for kids. I wanted to very neutral for the kids so I just filled them up with mini candy bars because as much as parents we hate them having too much of it, is what they love! I used pink tissue for the jars making the word “SHE” which were the ones for the ladies. I went to Target and got toiletries to make it into a mini beauty jar: nail kit, nail polish, mud mask and hand sanitizer. I used the jars as part of the decorations until it was time to play the games and win prizes! Some game ideas are blind folded feeding the baby (I made a prop for this one using foam boards and asked attending couples to play), shake the ants off your pants, lady peeing in the jar, preggo people tying their shoes. All simple and fun games that had us laughing so hard and sharing a good time!

After the games we did the actual gender reveal.  Before we revealed the baby’s gender, I requested to take pictures with both Team Blue and Team Pink. I made this simple signs with a foam board. My idea for the actual reveal was for my kids to open up the box and share the news. I used a large box, covered with white paper (I used back of Xmas left over wrap), made a heart that said “He or She?” and stuffed it with the balloons. To make it easier for my kids to open I placed tissue paper around the edges, alternating blue and pink, and tight it at the top with some yarn so it was easier for them just to pull off the knot and the balloons to release. Oh yes, it’s a boy btw!

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I also made special cupcakes which were plan B for gender reveal. Baked some vanilla cupcakes, scooped out the center, filled it in with blue frosting, covered them with some of the cake I scooped out. I frosted them using chocolate frosting even though I know not everyone likes chocolate, but it was to keep that black/white neutral that used in the invite and decorations. I drew a “?” in top of the cupcakes with white icing and, ta-da!

This are some of the things I did for our gender reveal party. I hope you find them useful when is your turn to prepare one for yourself or a friend.

‘Til next time!

Comfortably working out while pregnant

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So you need to get your tushy moving while your belly is growing and your entire body is going through a hormonal roller coaster craving ice cream with pickles? Yiaiks! The benefits of working out while preggos are many, and thanks to Google I got the following ones for ya:

  • You’re likely to gain less weight
  • You have more energy
  • It might make labor and delivery easier (sorry, no guarantee!)
  • It might ease many of the pregnancy “side effects” such as leg cramping, swelling, constipation, gestational diabetes, sleep problems, prenatal depression
  • You will feel more like the hot mama you actually are and not the whale you can sometimes see on the mirror
  • Baby is likely to be born with less excess body fat (no, your huha doesn’t want to push a 10 lb baby out!)
  • Baby may grow smarter (yup, recent studies say that)

So clearly there’s at least one or two things that sound tempting right? Well, go for it and get your booty moving while your body is very nicely taking care of making a perfect baby! Now, don’t get me wrong, just because is good for you it doesn’t mean your body is willing to cooperate since it might be distracted say… making a baby! Not to worry about it darling! You can make a difference and keep yourself and baby healthy during pregnancy. Remember, your body won’t go where your mind doesn’t go. Talk pretty to yourself. Remind yourself why is good. When  your body says, “yeah no thank you” (and it will, I promise), convince your body that is the only choice. Again you don’t need to workout for hours, but at least 30 mins of physical activity are good for you and you should strive for that every day because your body deserves to feel its best!

It can be something simple like walking. You can go for a walk with hubby, a friend, kids if you have any, your dog if you have one or two or how many. Or you can try something else like swimming, taking a yoga class, use some light free weights and get those muscles going. Whatever you feel like doing is what you should do. And this is the part where this post comes about. Feeling comfortable while you are working out!

I started using my pre-pregnancy workout clothes during the first months. They still fit so why not? I did for as long as I could. Then you know the belly was kinda getting on the way. I was rolling my pants under my belly so the belly wasn’t feeling “pinched” by the waistline. However, this isn’t very comfortable after a little while. It could be two things, at least for me: my hips weren’t holding the pants so they kept coming down or the actual pants waistline was smaller and not as stretchy so it would hold at my hip area but it would also be too tight. So I decided that while is nice to think you still fit in your pre-preggos clothes, it just wasn’t comfortable and it was time to get maternity workout clothes. Brilliant, I know!

I don’t consider myself cheap but also I am not willing to spend more than needed in things, especially clothes. Sure Seraphine’s luxury maternity jeans ($109) are probably nicer and cooler and all you want better than Target’s maternity jeans ($34.99), but I am simply not willing to pay for the extra “nicer” in this case… or any for that matter. So I did my research and found out, or was reminded rather, that maternity clothes are expensive! The difference between now and the last time I was pregnant, is that I know many new websites that sell stuff at a discounted price such as Zulily.com. Their inventory is limited, sales are final, and you wait a bit longer than normally for items to be shipped but once shipped you get them fast! So I found some deals that seamed reasonable to me and placed my order. Below are my choices and feedback in case it is helpful to any of you. I worked out (elliptical and weight training) in all three of them.

Choice 1: Honey B  ($12.99)

This are my least favorite ones of the three pants I ordered. They fit fine. The fabric is not that stretchy see-through kind (good for me). Very comfortable on my legs and I like the length a lot. This came in third because of the waistline. While is stretchy and will give in more as my bellow grows, it hits me at the belly button. I personally don’t like that because this tend to put too much pressure in that area and that is not comfortable. Additionally with a lot of movement it rolled down to below my belly and I don’t like that very much.

Option 2: Dynabelly ($11.99)

This are my second favorite ones. I tend to use capri length for workouts but is actually nice to have the full length. Stretchy and comfortable. The waistline hits me right at the top at the belly which is great! Is very comfortable not to have any type of pressure on or below the belly because that’s where the lil one hangs out all the time, so this fit is perfect! Overall very much satisfied with it including the price.

Option 3: Topsport ($19.99)

This are my favorite of the three! If you pay attention on the pants picture it has that overbelly coverage which is simply extremely comfortable during pregnancy! Like I said, I love capri length so that’s a plus, but nothing can bit that comfortable belly feeling. This was the most expensive of the tree choices but is at least $10 cheaper that common choices like Old Navy and Target.

So I hope you find this info helpful. Whether you’re preggos and need motivation to workout and also looking for cheaper clothing choices. Or if you’re planning to become preggos and just want to know what’s out there.

Til next time!

xoxoxo

 

Why am I trying so badly to have a healthy pregnancy

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So this is pregnancy #3, and trying it for it to be a healthy one. My first pregnancy was the unhealthiest thus far. I gained nearly 70 lbs! The silliest part was that I was under some silly assumption that all the weight gain would automatically disappear once the baby was born, and guess what? Nope, it didn’t happened! Nearly 8 years later I am still holding unto at least half of the weight I gained during my first pregnancy. I have learned to love my body and accept the prize of motherhood. This doesn’t mean that just because you learn to accept and love your flaws  you can’t work towards a better you. The best way to thank our body, especially as a mom I think, is to care for it and being healthy. This is my goal!

I remember when I was at the hospital after my son was born (24 hours of labor later) and went to use the bathroom. I was wearing a loose hospital gown. I distinctly remember, checking my belly in the bathroom mirror and thinking: “holly schnaps, I still look pregnant!” People kept telling me not to worry about it, that the weight would just go down with time, but that didn’t happened. Why? Because at that time I wasn’t taking care of myself the way I should have. During my first pregnancy, I never worked out, I didn’t drink enough water, I often gave into unhealthy cravings. After my son was born, I didn’t have time or energy to care for myself the way I should have. I was working graveyard shift at the hotel, only sleeping 4-5 hours per day, and eating a lot more than I should have for energy. UNHEALTHY any way you look at it!

When I got pregnant again, I promised myself I wouldn’t let myself reach such unhealthy levels. And I tried… sorta. The first trimester I was sleeping a lot because of low iron. No morning sickness just tired. As soon as the second trimester started, I had more energy but I was miserable! I know is hard to explain but I promise every single cell in my body seemed to be in some sort of pain ALL THE TIME! I was going to the gym at first, but decided to cancel my membership because there was no point in paying for not going since my body was always aching. I was happy that our family was growing, but my body was taking its sweet time to carefully bake an amazing little girl in my oven. The price tag was more than I hopped, and I was just not feeling physically well most of the time. Despite, I was on track with my weight gain goal until nearly the end. The doctor recommended to gain only about 20 lbs since I was overweight for my height. And I did so until I went on my maternity leave. Because of medical coverage I stayed extra weeks at work and only took about 2 weeks off before due date. This two weeks at home, pretty miserable I confess, were enough to kill my good vibe gaining another 10 lbs! 30 lbs is better than 66 lbs gained during pregnancy, BUT this was still unhealthy because of my BMI.

After years of struggling to lose weight and deciding that no more babies was best for our family because life in the Bay Area is quite expensive, I was surprised with pregnancy #3, my current one. I am enjoying every bit of it, but still keeping in mind that for my own health and the baby’s is best to make healthy choices as much as possible. I had gestational diabetes with baby #2, and is one of the things I am working hard to stay away this time around. With quite some pregnancy experience, better informed about healthy eating, and becoming obsessed with exercising, I was better prepared this time. Now just because you know what the outcome should be, it doesn’t mean you can easily put the equation together. And sure enough, I am having challenges this time around but the difference is I have a plan that will hopefully keep me on track.

Over the past year I have learned a lot about fitness. I have gotten really good at meal prepping because it truly is about 80% diet, 20% exercise. I have also done research about working out, which kind is best for what, added weight lifting into my routine, and understand better the cardio/weight training combination. After the long story about my pregnancies I can actually get down to my point which is my plan to stay healthy. How exercising is possible during pregnancy and how it is beneficial for both mommy and baby. And very little food information (for now). My experience will not apply to everyone, just FYI.

They recommend staying active through the entire pregnancy but you need to be careful during the first trimester. All I really did during the first trimester was walking. Since I don’t believe in going to the gym to just walk/run on a treadmill, I started walking more at work during my lunch hour. Once the second trimester starts you can take your exercise to a higher level but always remember to be careful not to hurt yourself or baby. I added yoga to my life which by the way is amazeballs! I tried it in the past and I was very uncomfortable because I am more of the boot camp type, but this time it was different. Is soft enough not to hurt you and baby (the instructor will know which poses are not safe or can be modified to keep you and baby safe), but is still a workout that your body needs and it helps with labor.

My current workout routine is not super strict as I was before, but it keeps me active. For cardio I started using the elliptical. I really wanted to participate in a half marathon (at least) so I was running before I got pregnant. I know is possible even while your’e pregnant but since my endurance is not that good I switched to the elliptical that is easier on your joints. For weight training I kept doing split days for zones: chest & triceps/ shoulders, legs & calves/ back, traps, biceps. I use lighter weights and remove abs as a target zone but I am keeping some exercising that will help in this area but are not as direct as crunches for instance. I was doing all the above before I got pregnant, so I am just modifying it now. Instead of using free weights at the gym which I prefer, I am using the machines that allow you to workout in the same areas just as fine. The days I workout on my legs are no longer on the Smith machine. I used my own body weight plus 10 lbs free weights for just a little extra. I’m not going hard on my body, I am just trying to keep muscles engaged.

Meal prepping is the biggest part always! I can easily make healthy choices when I have healthy choices handy. I am back to preparing my breakfast and lunches for work. I don’t always have the time but I tried to do it often. I can easily go for the bagel with cream cheese instead of overnight fridge oats which is why I try to be prepared with the healthy choice. I don’t think that salads are always the healthier choice because dressing can easily kill a salad! When I prepare a lunch I choose a protein (usually grilled chicken and no I don’t get sick of it), grilled veggies and quinoa or black beans. I stay away from processed food as much as possible so my snacks are often fruit, cheese or celery sticks. I sip on water throughout the day, although I think I need more. I am not drinking coffee anymore and if you know me, you know I used to drink coffee with every meal! But this isn’t so much to be healthy but I simply can’t stand the smell of coffee.

I am not saying I workout every day and that my food choices are on point every day. If you’ve seen my instagram you know that I’ve had some not healthy choices but I am pretty content with the effort I am making every day for baby and I to be healthy. I am enjoying this pregnancy and not eating a Big Mac, for instance, doesn’t mean that I am being hard on myself. I just know that isn’t worth to eat this crap even if “the baby wants it!”

 

A healthy pregnancy… or trying to!

There are so many feelings, emotions, responsibilities, and challenges that come with pregnancy. I’m currently expecting baby no. 3, and while we had no plans to go beyond two kids, I can’t help but to feel extremely excited and blessed to be expecting again. The first thing that came to mind after excitement, and then feeling concerned about losing my new job because of a maternity leave, was that this time I wouldn’t let myself get to the same unhealthy conditions I did during my first two pregnancies. After all, I am in a journey to become the best version of myself each day, and unhealthy choices take me away from my goal.

The first months were easy and hard. It was easy not to gain to much weight this time around because I was feeling sick all the time. I admit I have some type of vomit phobia, but almost everything was making me nauseous and had no energy. The little energy I had, I used it to make it through my workday because I wasn’t ready to share the news yet. After that, i would go home kiss and hug my kids for a little bit and sleep at least 10 hours straight every day. I wasn’t exercising as often as I was used to, but because I was also not overeating, it wasn’t hard to hide that blooming seed in ma’belly!

Right after the first trimester, the nauseous were pretty much gone, but my energy levels were still super low. Since they recommend to wait until the second trimester to have a more demanding exercise routine, I was hoping to be able to head back to the gym and keep myself in the best possible shape, but that didn’t happened. I was feeling tired all the time! I had read several articles of how exercising during pregnancy is both good for mom and baby, and is safe to even continue to do weight training of course understanding that you are likely not to lift as heavy but at least to keep those muscles engaged. I took a prenatal yoga class that made me feel like in heaven. I enjoyed it because it was “soft” on my body, but it made me feel refreshed and connected with my baby. But this 60 minutes class once a week, couldn’t compared to my pre-pregnancy routine of 60 minutes 4 to even 6 times a week.

I mentioned to my OB my concern of gaining too much weight again and we had a plan. The first four months I was on track with it, but around week 20 it all changed. For starters, my appetite was back and that wasn’t always good. Not that I gave into every single craving but I was definitely eating more than before. I started going to the gym about 3 times a week and walk every day during my lunch which was more activity than I had in the past months but it just wasn’t enough. Until that moment most people had not even noticed that I was expecting but just like that, almost overnight, my baby bump was out! I am not sure if I mentally convinced myself that this meant it was all going down the drain, but my body started listening to my mind and then the weight really started to pile up.

Of course, what the doctors tell you about how much or little weight you should gain don’t automatically apply to your body and people like myself, who gain weight like CRAZY, can find ourselves struggling to keep within the range. People commenting how big my belly is and asking if I’m not by chance unknowingly expecting twins, really don’t help to feel better about myself. One thing is different this time to the ones before. While my body is trying to gain weight like crazy even though my mind is politely explaining that for our own sake we need to take it easy, I feel better about myself and my body because not only do I  know my body better now, but I have also learned to love and accept my body at every stage. I know that it might be harder to lose the weight again but I know is not impossible.

I am currently at week 24 of my pregnancy. I started using again my food tracking app, myfitnesspal, to log my meals. I am honest with it because it doesn’t really help me to lie to my app about not eating the ice cream when my body and hips know I did! I am feeling better energy-wise and started going to the gym again with my husband. He is tired too and we are going at least 3 times the last weeks, but I am definitely trying to stay active and walk as much as possible at work, during lunch, and on the weekends. I try to make healthy decisions. Some days is easier to say I don’t need this cookie, I’ll have a banana or peach instead, and some other days I let myself enjoy the cookie. I have also been trying to satisfy my tooth by having a smaller portion of the unhealthy food. Sometimes you need a bite or two for your brain to calm down and you can skip the rest.

pregnancy week 24

16 more weeks to go! I trust that while this might not a perfectly healthy pregnancy it will sure my healthiest, and last (yup, no more babies for us), of all.