Recovery

Good morning. I sit here sipping a tumeric mocha hot chocolate (leftover from yesterday morning…so freaking good), thinking about all sorts of things. I’m a big list maker and every day I write down a list of things I want to accomplish in my planner. Most days the items are things like meal prep, workout, laundry, run, and so on. Lately, my lists have consisted of baths, baby feedings, cleaning, laundry, walks, and naps. My how things have changed.

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Christmas Mug! 

As soon as you bring a child into the world, everything changes (for the best). Yes, I still do things for myself but now my baby comes first. Yesterday, Harry had a day. He was gassy, fussy, and nothing seemed to calm him except a ride to grandma and grandpas house. I tried singing to him, snuggling him, feeding him, changing him…he just couldn’t get happy. Normally I’d be a mess. I’d cry, freak out, become extremely stressed….but I’m learning I need to remain calm. Everything will work itself out. He’s a baby and he’s going to have good days and bad and I will take each day as it comes 🙂 He’s just so cute I don’t like seeing him with a sad face.

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Tummy time! He’s already starting to hold his head up for a couple seconds! 

So, now that the baby’s here, I’ve been thinking about my recovery plan. How soon can I get back into working out, eating protein shakes, running…all the things I love to do. I’ve been reading and most things say wait 6 weeks. At first my thoughts were…”6 weeks!? I can’t wait 6 weeks! I will lose all my endurance and muscles and never be able to pick up a weight again.” HAHA Haley, stop. You just pushed a baby out of yourself. Give yourself a break (a constant daily reminder).

You see, I thought I’d have the baby and be back to working out like normal in a week or two. LOL. Little did I know my body would need time to recover and rest. I tried doing pushups and could hardly eek out 2 from my knees. It also didn’t feel extremely great on my stomach/uterus. So I stopped. At that moment, I vowed to give myself the full 6 weeks to let my body heal. Yes, it’s freaking hard especially because I’m used to going going going all day. It’s hard for me to sit still. But I’m trying. Family walks have been a lifesaver. Lifting the baby has been a good arm workout. I will be alright, I just need to keep telling myself to take it easy and enjoy this time right now.

Like I said above, I’m a big list maker. So I already started making lists of things I do want to do once I’m back on the physical fitness train…it looks a little something like this:

  1. EASE back into it. Start with 10 minute workouts and work up to 20 minutes.
  2. Start with 2-3 days of working out and work up to 5 days.
  3. 2 full rest days a week (soak in the tub, take a walk).
  4. Start with all body weight and slowly add weight when ready.
  5. Focus on strengthening the core muscles.
  6. Running-start with 1 min of running, 1 min of walking and work up to 5 min running (get some solid new kicks for motivation).
  7. Sign up for a spring trail run for motivation (Hello willow river trail run!).
  8. Try a new class (Barre, yoga, flyfeet, orange theory…)
  9. EAT more veggies 🙂
  10. Give myself a break. No negative thoughts.

I’m hoping to get a weight bench at home so I can do this stuff while Harry snoozes but every one I’ve looked at is SO expensive and I’m trying to save money for Harry’s college fund so any recommendations on gym equipment would be gladly accepted.

Now for nutrition, I’m really trying my best to eat nutritious foods that will make Harry nice and strong. Although my sweet tooth has def showed back up since giving birth. AND all I want is milk…chocolate milk, white milk…all milk! So weird because I wasn’t a huge milk drinker before. Maybe it’s because I’m expressing so much milk to my son that my supply is depleted? LOL.

So meals have looked like this:

Breakfast: 2 eggs with spinach and tumeric + 2 homemade pumpkin donuts + a small coffee or tumeric mocha

Snack: Fruit (apple or banana)

Lunch: Salad or soup (thanks to everyone who has brought us meals!)+ roll or bread + handfull of M&M’s-I haven’t had plain M&M’s for ages and they are seriously the best thing right now.

Snack: Handful of potato chips or bowl of cereal

Dinner: Apple Beef meatballs with gravy, butternut squash, apple crisp, MILK.

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Thanks mom!

As my 29th Birthday is less than a week away, I’m trying to reflect on how I can live my best life for me and those around me. Here’s to making goals/lists, being challenged, exciting adventures, new experiences, and YOLO-ing.

Have a fantastic football Sunday. Go Pack! Go Brew Crew.

XO

-Hales, Ruth (snoring), and Harry (stretching).

 

Harrison Charles Wakefield

Oh hi! Heads up, this may be an extra long blog post…lots to share. Grab some coffee, take a seat, and join me in re-living the events that led up to lil Hdubs arrival.

Last weekend I felt so great. Got a prenatal massage on Saturday, cleaned the house, worked out…the whole shebang. Sunday morning I went to the Apple Orchard with my dad and we had a blast. It’s our annual tradition to go to the Maple Leaf Orchard then stop at Cady Cheese Factory in Wisconsin.

I was so pumped because I didn’t think I’d get to the orchard this year on account of the human cooking in my belly. So my dad and I took a convertable ride to the orchard, ate 2 apple donuts (the best MF donuts I’ve ever had), and picked a bushel of apples.

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THE BEST DONUTS EVER.

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I love McIntosh apples so much.

After the apple picking, we headed to the cheese factory and snagged some 5 yr aged chedda, cheese curds, and chive onion colby (hello grilled cheese). A lovely fall day if you ask me.

After getting back to my house I felt so great and full of apples and did a nice little workout, walked the dog, and hung out with Sam and Ruth.

Fast forward to 8:30 PM as we we’re literally hopping into bed and turning off the light…a warm sensation oozed from down there. I instantly thought HOLY SHIT my water broke…but then I wasn’t so sure because it didn’t seem like that much…but then it kept gushing out as I stood in the bath tub. After getting some amazing advice from some girlfriends I called the on-call physician. He said my membrane had ruptured and it was time to pack up and head to the hospital…what!? I wasn’t due for another week. I was so convinced he’d be late.

It was now about 9PM Sunday night. Sam grabbed our stuff, packed us into the car and drove the 15 ish minutes to the Hospital. I still felt just fine…no contractions…I just kept saying “I’m leaking!”

The check-in at the Hospital was so smooth. Everyone was so nice and helpful. I felt so great I was laughing and having a good ole time. A nice nurse named Cindy led us to our room where I proceeded to put my hospital gown on backwards. Sam told me it was backwards and I assured him it wasn’t. The nurse came in and goes “Oh dear, your gown is backwards.” Off to a great start Hale.

Anyway, I was still feeling fine…fast forward to Monday morning. Contractions had finally started but were like 6-7 minutes apart. I tried my breathing techniues but still felt alright for the most part. I like the hospital because it was pretty much all you can eat/drink for your stay. I enjoyed many glasses of chocolate milk, apple juice, iced tea, and water.

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Hydration Station

So, lets fast forward a little more…I don’t remember the times but probs late morning contractions started picking up. I told everyone I wanted to do this naturally because I wanted to feel the pain. Let me tell you…the pain was worse than I expected. I thought it would be just a tiny cramp feeling. Heck no. It was literally unbearable. The nurse kept urging us to walk around to get the labor started. But nothing was happening and the contractions were all over the place…enter Petocin. They gave me a dose of that an like instantly everything worsened. THE PAIN. It was awful. Everythime a contraction came I wanted to collapse. Sam was amazing the whole time and I could cry thinking about how supportive he was.

Anyway, about an hour after the Petocin, I couldn’t handle the pain. I caved and asked for the drugs. Best choice ever. I got a dose of Fentanal (no clue how to spell it), and that brought a bit of relief. I felt so weird…like I was floating and had a vision of neon puppies on a door mat. Yeah, weird. I told Sam and he laughed at me.

Next came the Epidural. Let me tell you, I am so thankful for whoever created the Epidural. About 10 minutes after they shot my back, I could not feel a damn thing. I had to ask the nurse if I was having contractions because I didn’t feel an ounce of pain.

Things stayed pretty chill for a while and I even got a rest. Then the nurse came in around 4 pm to check my cervix…we weren’t expecting much but she goes…”well, are you ready to have a baby?” Yes Amber, we are. Sam was shocked but glad he didn’t have time to prepare for the labor.

26 minutes of pushing  and out popped little Harry. I cried. I couldn’t believe he was here. They laid him on my chest and I just couldn’t have felt happier. Side note, pushing was not terrible except for the whole holding my breath for 10 seconds part…that was so hard!

Harrison Charles Wakefield joined us at 5:04 pm September 24th, 2018. He was a whopping 8 pounds, 1 ounce and 21 inches long. Can’t imagine giving birth a week later…he probs would have been like 9 pounds!

The fam got to leave the hospital Wednesday afternoon to a parade. It was the cutest thing ever. Let me tell you, the staff at St. John’s was great and I will def deliver there again if the chance arises 🙂

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Baby Parade

Life with a baby is nothing like I expected. Breast feeding has been a challenge but each time gets a little better. Our goal is to fatten him up as he started losing weight pretty fast. He loves to sleep, eat, and hang out in his Mama Roo. It’s been a big adjustment for Ruthie but she’s doing great and is the best protector of Harry.

I am feeling pretty good (I did have to get stitched up a bit but it feels better every day. I’ve taken lots of salt baths and am trying to take it easy. PS post-partum leggins and undies are the best thing I ever purchased, witch hazel pads really cool the bottom, and giant pads are not glamorous. But, you kind of don’t care after pushing a human out.

Ruth, Harry, and I took a nice walk this afternoon and it was such a relief knowing she walks nicely next to the stroller. I also walk at the pace of a snail right now but whatever. It’s nice just to get some fresh air.

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Proud Aunt Molly

I know it’s a huge adjustment bringing a baby into this world but I am so excited for all the new experiences and memories we are going to make as a family.

Thanks for your support through this whole process. I’ll try to keep updates as we go along but life might get a little busier.

Hope you are having the best fall ever…I could really go for a PSL or glass of wine 😉

XO

-Haley, Harry, and Ruthie