Man, the last time I’ve been able to write up a post was in September. The more well I get, the less time I have to do other things such as write blog posts.
Anyways. I finished my physical therapy back in the first week of December. It feels like a lifetime ago. Since then, my baby turned a year and I am reminded of the early days. I do still have back pain but it’s actually less now than when I came home from the hospital with my baby
I do fear that I will always have some residual back pain. However, I am trying to get into a routine of eating better and exercising to minimize it.
I can do far more now than I was able to do then. My baby obviously has grown in the last year, but now I am able to left her and hold her and carry her. I am able to do it all on my own now. I am still working on getting her a schedule sorted out so that I can make time to do my things like exercise. But it is all falling into place. Very slowly but surely.
At this point I am just hoping that my bone mass is indeed rebuilding. I can’t actually know until I take another DEXA scan which may happen in April.
For the most part I feel “normal”. I do look at some things and think I will never do them again like riding roller coasters. I guess it would all depend on my risk factors are for fracturing again.
On another note, I am not sure if we will have any more children which is something I am struggling majorly with. I do love my baby and I wouldn’t give her up for anything, but she is difficult. And with my husband working away, it’s extra hard to do it all alone. Especially since she has her certain ways since we were so limited in the first half of her life.
I would love to give my husband a son. I’d love to have many kids and a big family. But 1. I would be having csections which suck 2. It took me almost a whole year to recover from the first one 3. Babies are super hard 4. I don’t know how I’d take care of a baby plus the child I already have.
I guess time will tell and I will figure out what I want to do. It’s like I keep waiting for Aubs to get easier, but it just doesn’t happen.
In the last year she has gone 3 weeks with sleeping through the night. It’s been one thing after another between reflux and constipation and teething.
I feel like nobody talks about how hard and difficult motherhood can be. I hate to be a negative nancy, but it isn’t always easy and rainbows and sunshine. I don’t know if it’s just my child are all babies.
Anyways, that’s what I got for you today. Thank you for reading.