Thursday, January 6, 2011
New Year Post (3months)
I noticed my fellow bloggers have all done a "new year" post so I'm playing copy cat. I write this as I hold a baby that refuses to go to sleep and as I eat my sad little microwave pizza. It's been a wild year, a complete emotional roller coaster.
In January we decided to try and get pregnant again after a miscarriage a few months prior. In February we found out we were pregnant and in March that we were having triplets. In May I started my lumberjack diet. In June I gained a ton of weight, by the end I gained 60 pounds and so far have lost 50. In July we got our minivan, which was given to us by a generous friend. In August I quit my job to go on bed rest. In September after a very LONG pregnancy (7.5months preg with triplets is like 2years with a singleton, believe me!) the single most monumental thing in Phil and I's life took place. We were blessed with three beautiful healthy boys. In October the boys came home after 16 days in the NICU with virtually no issues besides the whole "eating" thing. In November I finally get to see what it's like to be on my own with all three and I realized it can be done and not go crazy. Finally in December, after working so hard on this, the boys can breastfeed like pro's making my life easier with less pumping.
The health of the boys had been my main objective and now that I don't have to worry about that I sit here and think "but what about me?" I ended up with so many battle wounds I don't know where to begin. Anemia, muscle loss, stretch marks all over, a busted up knee from carrying so much weight, my wedding ring doesn't fit anymore, I think my hands got bigger (no I'm not kidding), a huge scar from my c-section, major abdominal muscle separation that anything short of surgery can't fix (too bad you can't register for a tummy tuck...I'm saving my pennies), even the IV left a nasty little scar on my arm. In the end I wouldn't trade what I have now for my old self or anything else life can offer.
Ok I'm done with the touchy feely for now.
Posted by Janet Pittsenbarger