Eight months post partum update

Happy Holidays!

I am now eight months post partum and man, time is flying by. My little baby who was once a blob on the floor is now sitting up, belly shuffling, and eating up a storm. We are so fortunate to have such a wonderful joy in our lives.

For the past 10 months or so, I have been participating in formal Yoga classes. What began as prenatal classes turned into postnatal mom and baby classes. Each week our instructor leads with a question followed by a group discussion prior to our class.

A couple weeks ago the question was around challenges we were facing. I wasn’t sure what to discuss at first; however, as we went around the circle, it came to me. Weight loss.

As mentioned earlier, I lost my pregnancy weight rapidly. Around my fourth post partum month, I had already returned to my pre-pregnancy weight. This would be a dream of many post partum women and I was also happy to return to my old size. Alas, this weight loss continued and I am now five pounds lighter – sitting at an average of 111lbs.

Breastfeeding adds additional caloric demands and being busy with an active baby burns even more calories. I am a busy bee and I am not consuming enough to keep up. I also noticed that I was feeding our little more frequently than a few months ago.

So I was faced with the decision to start formula/combo feeding for both of our well being. It has been a challenging transition. In a society that places so much pressure on a woman to breastfeed, I felt like I had failed. I don’t fail things.   I am now doing one daily feed of formula a day and it has been better for everyone. Whether it is breast of formula – fed is best.

I have done so much self reflection over the past eight months.  When you have such a dramatic shift in your life, it really forces you to look inwards and evaluate yourself. I often tell stories and preface with “before my surgery” or “after my surgery” because it was as if my life had been split into two phases. I can now understand when people discuss, “before kids I…” or “after kids I…”.

Life challenges bring personal growth. It throws you off and forces you to take measures to restore your balance. You have a choice to decide your outcome. Rise above or let it take you down. I chose to rise above.

Challenge accepted.

I want to wish everyone the happiest of holidays this season.  Remember to take some time for yourself among all the hustle and bustle of this season.

P.S. I passed my exam.

What exam?

Hey everyone! This blog post is centered around the big exam I was studying for with a new baby. Crazy? Maybe. Good idea? Yup!

In July I started to study for the final step of my CAMPT certification. CAMPT stands for the Canadian Academy of Manipulative Physiotherapy and FCAMPT physiotherapists are Fellows of the Canadian Academy of Manipulative Physiotherapy. It’s a mouthful, I know, and I have been working towards this certification for the past nine years. My friends often jokingly comment, “you’re always studying for something”. This is what I have been building up towards. The fastest someone can complete this diploma would be five years as the courses are offered twice a year in Ontario. There are five levels. Many complete Level 1 following their completion of physiotherapy school or write it during their last term as it heavily based on theory. I had decided to take a year off after completing six consecutive years of university and twenty years of school and began the process in the fall of 2010.

Taken from the Canadian Physiotherapy Association: Orthopaedic Division Anon, (2019). [image] Available at: https://www.orthodiv.org/education/ [Accessed 28 Sep. 2019].

Next it was off to Level 2 and Level 3. Both of these levels are broken down into the upper and lower quadrants of your body. Level 2: upper and lower. Level 3: upper and lower. Level 2’s are broken down over four weekends and Level 3’s are over three weekends. Participating in these courses make for a long work week as you are in course Friday – Sunday only to return to work on Monday. Each of these courses take place over a period of three to four months (one weekend a month on average). There are written exams on the final weekend of the Level 2 and Level 3 courses.

I completed my Levels 2’s in two years to give myself one course a year to complete. Got married and then went full speed ahead with my Level 3’s and completed them both in the same year. If you are doing the math, I’m now in the fall/winter of 2013. What else happened in the winter of 2013? Oh yeah, CDH1 mutation diagnosis. Followed by total gastrectomy in spring of 2014.

Needless to say, I stopped my studies to focus on recovery. I debated whether or not I should carry on through my education path as a large practical exam follows the completion of your Level 3’s focusing on ALL material from previous courses. This also involves 60 hours of clinical mentorship which is completed in your own time outside of work.

I decided that it only made sense to get back into it and signed up for the Intermediate Practical Exam. So back onto the study train I went taking a prep course during the fall/winter of 2016 as well as practicing with a colleague every Saturday afternoon from November 2016 to April 2017. Recall that during March – April of 2017, I also went through IVF with PGS and PGD to try prevent the gene from being passed to future generations. I challenged the Intermediate Practical Exam in April of 2017 and thankfully I passed.

So why stop there? Onto Level 4 in the fall of 2017 and Level 5 in the winter of 2018. Each of these courses are completed over two weekends. In order to complete the whole process, there is a big, big exam (Advanced Practical Exam) in two parts. Part one is a written exam that takes about six hours to complete (three hour multiple choice and three hour case study) followed by a two hour practical exam which occurs a couple months later. This exam is based on ALL of the material from level 1-5. It is offered annually in the fall.

I took a prep course in summer of 2018, practiced with colleagues on weekends for the practical, and challenged the exam (while pregnant) in fall of 2018. Fortunately, I passed 2/3 components but unfortunately, I incompleted the multiple choice portion. Multiple choices exams have been my nemesis since undergrad. This meant the next time I could attempt this exam would be fall of 2019. Doing the math in my head, I realized that I would have a young baby should I decide to attempt this exam a second time.

After serious consideration, I decided to register for the exam when registration opened in June this year. At that time, I had a two month old. Could I do it? Would it be too much? There was really no optimal time to complete this exam going forward but I wasn’t about to give up on my many years working towards this certification. My family and friends highly encouraged it and agreed to help me out where ever they could. So no time but the present, I signed up and started studying in July.

This is where I really learned to embrace “go with the flow”. It has been a difficult lesson to learn. I am a person who likes to make a solid schedule and keep to the study plan. But I quickly learned, this isn’t possible with a newborn. You’re on his schedule. So for three months, I left my books sprawled out all over our kitchen table and when our baby napped, I hit the books. When he went to bed, I was back at it. The condition of my home deteriorated a little but thanks to my husband, mom and mother in law, it didn’t look like newborn baby chaos.

On Saturday Sept 21st, I completed the exam. Obviously, I hope I passed it (I won’t know until the new year). However, if I don’t complete it, I am happy I went through the process with a baby. It kept me focused on something I was doing for me. It helped me feel less isolated during those early months when your baby is in larvae stage. I love my job and it kept me feeling like I hadn’t lost that part of myself. Oh and an added bonus was that it helped me sleep train my little one without feeling like I was stuck inside all the time.

Selfie after walking out of my exam

The thing is….in life things are not completely linear like the original diagram. There of often twists and turns. It’s what keeps you on your toes. Keeps life exciting. Sometimes, you just gotta ride the wave and work hard to reach your goals.

Four months post partum

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We have made it to month four with our little dude and time has just been flying by.  You blink your eye and suddenly he is four months old.

The past few months since I last posted have been going well.  I am still exclusively breast feeding without any issues.  In fact, my appetite continues and we both eat on the same schedule – in two hour blocks.  I continue to have better tolerance to a variety of foods that I couldn’t eat pre-pregnancy.   These foods include sweets and bread.  I have been doing the reverse keto diet and eating ALL the carbs these days.  Despite this, my weight is now 2.5lbs off of my pre-pregnancy weight and I really can’t complain.  Oh and did I mention, I can drink any type of water again.  When I’m frequenting the grocery store or public places, people often ask how old our little one is and I reply, “four months old”. They then look at me and with a surprised face and reply, “Wow, you look great”.  To avoid telling them my life story, I then mention I only gained 16lbs in my pregnancy.  See, more perks to living without a stomach. No storage tank = faster post partum weight loss.

Physically, I am doing very well.  At two months post partum I had routine blood work completed and much to my surprise, my iron level that was so low has recovered and is actually higher than it has been in since I had my gastrectomy.  I figured it was improving since I wasn’t feeling the same fatigue that I had been feeling due to low iron.  The foggy brain and just pure exhaustion had improved. Until we hit the infamous “Four month sleep regression”,  I had been feeling more energetic than I had in a long time.  Who says that with a newborn?!?!

I returned to Zumba five weeks post partum.  I started stroller fit/yoga in June and I returned to playing fastball mid July.  I still have pelvic/hip issues; however, majority of the issues is due to ligamentous laxity due to breast feeding and weakness of hip musculature. Since I can’t control the laxity issue, I can improve the muscular weakness with exercise.     Oh and seeing my pelvic physiotherapist and massage therapist regularly doesn’t hurt either.

The past couple of weeks have been more challenging due to lack of sleep.  I also decided to sign up to take an exam (in Sept) to further my physio credentials.  Crazy, right?  Nah.  Honestly, you can do anything you really want to do if you want it enough.  They say it takes a village to raise a child and I am utilizing my village now.  I am so thankful I live so close to my parents as well as my mother in law.

As I have mentioned before,  I believe that things in my life happen for a reason and another reason has recently become clear.  Experiencing the physical and mental challenges of recovering from the gastrectomy has taught me so many great lessons that I continue to apply when raising our little one.  Balance.  Mindfulness. Optimism.

Don’t sweat the small stuff.

 

 

Five years stomachless

**Somehow I never published this post and although it is now two months old, I still see value in posting it **

As I sit here with a sleeping baby in my arms, I have a quick moment to reflect on the past five years living stomachless.

Ten years ago, my family learned about the CDH1 gene, a gene that was discovered approximately ten years prior by Dr. Perry Guilford and his research team in New Zealand.

We found out about it through relatives on my mother’s paternal side of the family. Family that she didn’t know well as her father passed away from stomach cancer only hours before her birth. A couple enters the hospital together and only a mother and baby leave.

But thankfully due to science and research, both my mom, myself and many families are successfully beating stomach cancer. However, many families affected by the CDH1 mutation gene begin with a story involving a tragic loss a loss or many losses of family members.

On this post, I could go on and on about the past five years highlighting all the ups and downs but it would be a novel. In fact, just check out all my other blog posts…it IS a novel. But I want to focus on the most important lesson I have learned and live by on a daily basis.

I have grown exponentially as an individual. Most importantly, I have learned to respect the relationship between mind and body. You are always going to be faced with challenges in your life and you have a choice to let it best you down or to rise above and learn . Give yourself time to feel and reflect on what is occurring because it is important to recognize the negative but then choose to rise above. I still really love the 90:10 rule – 10% are the events that occur and 90% is how you react to them.

This mentality has carried me through many difficult times throughout recovery but also with many other life events (most recently pregnancy, labour, and now raising a child).

I read many posts on facebook from many other individuals who are in various stages of the journey with CDH1 – from learning about the gene, to decision making about having the total gastrectomy to recovery. They always bring back a memory from that time in my own story.

My best advise is hang in there, be strong, be patient, persevere and don’t let this gene take you down. You’ll be stronger because of it.

Five weeks post partum – Return to the gym!

As I lie here trapped under a sleeping baby (you should never wake a sleeping baby) it seems like the best time to catch up everyone on my most recent achievements post partum.

Yesterday was Mother’s Day and I celebrated my first one in style – return to Zumba with my mom. Although I still have minor aches and pains in my pelvis, I decided that it was time to return to the gym. Most healthcare professionals would recommend a six week recovery time; however, I was fairly fit throughout pregnancy so I figured five weeks would be close enough.

During the past few weeks my sacroiliac joint was becoming stiffer and more painful so in true physio spirit, it was time to do something about it. I am not used to sitting for prolonged periods of time and when your breastfeeding for a large portion of your day, my body started to feel the effects of immobility.

I was nervous to return, mainly for fear of urinating on the floor during the squats in class but thankfully, that didn’t occur. But, I quickly realized that my sports bra for my pre-pregnancy less than full A cup boobs was definitely not enough support for my postnatal boobs. This is something I have never had to deal with and never even considered.

After class, my pelvis felt a little worked but that was to be expected. Within the hour, I felt much better. Physically and mentally. Exercise IS medicine.

Michelle (my Zumba instructor), me and mom after class

Two weeks Post Partum

Yesterday was our son’s original due date. It was my 40 week mark. However, I am now two weeks post partum and have a moment to share a few updates about how the past two weeks have been going.

I had mentally prepared myself for this month to be one of the hardest months as I have heard that it is full of challenges – huge change to lifestyle, hormonal shifts, lack of sleep, minimal time to shower, eat, sleep, poop, etc. I asked my friends for the most honest accounts regarding how the first month had gone as they were progressing through it. I wanted it fresh and raw.

Jump forward to two weeks in. We have been very lucky to have a little boy that sleeps, feeds well, and is just a great bundle of joy to our lives. The first week I managed to function off of 2-3 hours of sleep for each day.  My milk hadn’t fully come in so I was feeding around the clock. I also was having a huge hormonal shifts as well as clearing the oxytocin from the induction from my body and could only sleep in one hour blocks.  It is amazing how little sleep your body requires and still feel human.  I did experience some “baby blues” but really it was just a random bout of crying for no reason. It happened a few times on day 2, 3 and by day 4 it was over. For those who know me, know that I don’t cry often so it was a big surprise but I just accepted it and let the water works flow. I think it was just from lack of sleep, hormones and overwhelming joy.

I have been very fortunate to have a village of support. Brandon has taken time off of work to help out and it has been monumental. He has taken to fatherhood like a fish to water.  My mom has also been very involved by providing us with food and assisting us in keeping our house cleaner than it has ever been. Many friends have been dropping around to visit and also providing us with food which we are ever so grateful for.  Thanks guys!

We have been taking our son out to the real world every day. Once I was discharged from the hospital, we were outside on day three. It is great that it is spring here and the weather is becoming nice enough allowing us to go outside. We have made various trips shopping, visiting family and friends, and to the doctors.

In terms of my physical recovery, my pelvis was pretty rocked after giving birth. Although I only had one minor tear, my sacroiliac joint and pubic symphysis has been pretty sad. I feel like Goldilocks and the three little bears – “this chair is too soft, this chair is too hard, this chair is just right”….for now. It has felt very loose and will have a dull ache. Walking for long periods of time is challenging. This is improving daily but something I didn’t expect for some reason. It makes total sense though, I pushed a baby out of there. Who knew?!?

I have restarted doing Kegels a few days ago which has helped a lot. I decided to do them when feeding. Since I feed every two hours or so for about half hour, it is a perfect time to do them. It has helped a lot with my pelvic pain. After all, those muscles attach all around your pelvic floor and can help stabilize those joints.

I am now 5lbs off of my pre-pregnancy weight. I can fit into clothing I haven’t been able to fit into for the past few months. It is great to get back into my lululemon studio pants! I guess that is a stomachless perk. But it is also semi-concerning as I have dropped so much weight so dramatically, I wonder what will happen over the following two weeks. On the plus side, my appetite is wild and I am eating and drinking ALL the time. I am also breast feeding which burns more calories.

Taken at 1.5 weeks post partum

In terms of labour from a stomachless perspective, the “pushing” phase at the end was the most physically challenging. I am an active person and have great core strength but this was something else. Brandon assisted holding my head up and my legs were being held up by the labour and delivery nurses as well as myself. Every contraction, you have to hold your breath, bear down, and push like you are making the biggest poop you have ever created. Try hold your breath for 15 seconds in this position while pushing maximally and repeat three times, then take a minute rest and repeat. Repeat this process for as long as you can.

You can’t practice this while you are in your third trimester as you risk separating your abdominal muscles (diastasis recti) but you can work on your lung capacity and endurance. I feel like this was the one area I was less prepared for and could work on if I was do repeat in the future.

As time progresses, I am interested to see if pregnancy broke old adhesions from my total gastrectomy. I believe it has but I should notice it more as I become more active. I cannot wait to get back into the gym!

38 week update – He’s arrived!

Hey all,

If you are reading this now, we are enjoying our new bundle of joy.

On April 1st, I had an ultrasound as well as a non-stress test. A non stress test involves a heart rate monitor being placed on the baby while you monitor for movement. When you feel movement, you press a button and the machine links the baby’s heart rate to the movement.

During my clinic visit following these tests I received good results. The baby scored perfectly for movement during the non stress test and my ultrasound showed good amniotic fluid and blood flow through the umbilical cord. However, in the words of my Ob, the placenta still looked, “Nasty”. I was also checked for cervical dilation which was 3cm. The Ob was happy about that because it means things are on their way.

So a date for induction was set for Sunday April 7th – exactly 38 weeks and 1 day.

I had hoped to do a natural labour. But I learned last night not to be a hero. I started the oxytocin (to get contractions started) at 9:15am. Around 12:20 in the afternoon, I was around 4cm dilated so the doctors decided to break my water. Then the fun began. The contractions got much stronger and before I knew it, 3 hours had passed. It was now 3:00pm. I lost track of time or what was happening around me. Although I thought I was breathing well, my face started to go numb and my arms, along with my inner thighs. I started to get really sweaty and the shakes. Apparently I had been hyperventilating once active labour began.

I was sufferring. I asked to be checked and I was 7cm. Who knew how fast I would get to 10cm. I decided it was time to stop being a hero and get the epidural.

Best decision ever.

I was afraid to get it because it brought back memories post surgery. It caused me a lot of anxiety in retrospect. But it was time.

Insertion wasn’t bad at all as the contractions were 100x worse. Once it was in, the pain was bearable and I laboured on. It may have slowed things down but it was bearable. The oxytocin was stopped but restarted sometime a bit later. But during this time, I could talk again and rest. Around 6ish, the baby was making his way down my birth canal and I experienced a lot of rectal pain. I was given lidocane to help me out as I had only 0.5cm to go.

At 8:30pm the pressure was back and strong. The lidocane had worn off as the doctors wanted me to feel where to push and how hard. I was checked and it was time to push.

I was ready. I had trained for this. Loads of core work from Zumba and pelvic PT to help prevent major tears.

This is where my open surgery for my TG almost 5 years ago was put to the test. The pushing involved a position with your legs in the air and you do a sit up while bearing down. You do this during contractions.

At first I had some reservations because I feared creating a hernia. But I needed to push with everything I had.

Thirty five minutes later, he was out. 7lbs exactly and 38 + 1 days gestational period. I only required one stitch. He is beautiful.

I lie here while he sleeps reflecting on what I just experienced over the past day.

What a miracle and another chapter to open in our lives.

37 Weeks pregnant – Home stretch

The pregnancy bump is in full force, although most identify it only on side profile.  I am all baby.

I am now onto the final few weeks of pregnancy and it has been another adventure to add to the books.  I left off at a 33 week update and I would say that the home stretch has presented itself with a few more twists and turns.  Pregnancy is an individual experience for every woman myself included.   I always wondered what the last few weeks would bring as those are the weeks your baby is packing on the pounds, taking whatever it needs from its host.  Yeah I said it, my baby is eating me.

I last left off questioning my iron and hemoglobin levels.  I had a clinic visit on March 11th where my levels were deemed low but not so low that something needed to be done.  But let me back up a little. Previous to this visit (end of Feb) is where I learned my levels had not increased but additional blood work was run.  I received a phone call on March 4th from the dietitian that my zinc level and albumin levels were also low.   Zinc is important for immune system function and albumin is a type of protein.

So what did this mean? Start taking 10mg of zinc 2x a day.  This brought my individual supplement total up to seven.  But wait there is more!  Zinc competes with iron and calcium when it comes to absorption in your body.   So they cannot be taken together and I need to take it twice a day, along with taking iron twice a day and calcium once a day.  You can see where this is going.  So for the past few weeks my supplement regime has gone something like this: wake up – prenatal vitamin and vitamin D, 2 hours later – Zinc, 2 hours later iron, 2 hours later, calcium, back to zinc, then iron….somewhere in there B12 and Omega 3.  Inevitably, I forget one of them per day.   I’ve tried putting them all in a bowl in the morning and slowly taking one whenever I head to the kitchen.  I feel for all of those people who need to take daily medication.

I decided to finish working on March 21st.  This would be about a month prior to my scheduled due date.  This was not an easy decision and it ultimately boiled down to my inability to stand or walk for prolonged periods of time, I was down to fifteen minutes.   The difficult part was that my brain was all gung-ho but my hip was saying, “Noooo”.  The baby has been growing and started to push right onto my sciatic nerve during movements and would send shooting pain down my leg.  I was fearful of falling while treating patients and this is what ultimately stopped me from working.  Those who know me, know that I LOVE my profession and what I do so when I stopped, it was like a piece of who I am was also taken away.  Not to mention, leaving my work fam for a bit.

But in my heart, I knew that this is temporary and my physio self will be replaced with a new self, “mom self” very soon and some of this void will be filled.   I did not really want a full month  (or more) off of work though.  However, I have always suspected that the baby may come early at 38 weeks.

As people know, I am a big believer of the universe’s plan and working in certain ways for certain reasons.  Let’s now jump ahead to my March 25th appointment – Ultrasound and clinic visit (week 36).

During this visit, I learned that my Ob-Gyn is a master at the sandwich approach of explaining things.  For those of you who do not know, this is where a person will begin telling you the great things, followed by some bad things but closing with great things again.

She began by explaining that the baby is growing well at an estimated weight of 6lbs 1oz and the blood flow to the placenta was looking good. Amniotic fluid, also good.  Then she asked how I was feeling and if I had been feeling the baby moving.  I replied, that there was lots of movement.  Here I thought, she would now say, “Great, see you next week for follow up”.  But instead I got, “the radiologist called me after your ultrasound and mentioned to me that your placenta looked odd”.  She followed up with drawing a picture that demonstrated that my placenta is calcifying and was getting calcium/fibrotic deposits inside.  This is normal for someone who is around 41-42 weeks term but advanced for someone who is 36 weeks. Especially since my 32 week ultrasound was normal.  From my understanding, this means that the placenta is hardening and eventually it will stop working as it should.  This was the centre of the sandwich.

Next she went back to the good news, “but your baby is growing and the blood flow looked good”.  Followed by, “I think we will want to induce you next week or the week after before it stops working as well”.  I think after I heard, “induce next week”, I just nervously laughed and left the clinic filled with many emotions.  Excited baby is coming very soon, shocked that baby is coming so soon, happy I only get a week maybe week and a half off work, upset that I only get a week or so off work, etc.  I’m happy my mom was with me at this appointment to clarify some details for me afterwards.  I’m pretty sure I went to La La land after that news.

However, I did ask if I could keep doing Zumba (since I was still doing it…36 weeks proud!). The answer was, “umm, I don’t think we want to increase your heart rate to make your placenta work any harder than it should”.  I knew this would probably be the answer but I needed to hear, “No”.    So to my Zumba community – I will see you all after the baby is born!  However, I was cleared to continue with Yoga and general gentle exercise.

Once we left the clinic, I was booked for another ultrasound on April 1st (the following Monday) as well as a non-stress test (to evaluate baby’s heart rate and levels in utero).  Then an induction date would be set based on these results.

Now back to my belief of universe working in certain ways.  Although it was shocking to know that our baby would be here before the second week of April.  I had always said, “I hope the baby comes around 38 weeks”.  This will definitely be the case now.  In addition, my hip continues to get worse  as the baby grows and maybe this was also another way to get me back to normal faster.  Finally, my eating has become more difficult and at my last clinic visit, I actually had lost some weight.  I now sit at a 16lbs weight gain with this little guy.

So everything for a reason right?  Brandon and I are really looking forward to meeting this little guy and having a new chapter open in our lives.  I know that labour and raising him will be a challenge, but what’s life without some challenges?  The harder the challenge, the sweeter the reward 🙂

 

 

 

33 Weeks preggo – the final trimester

The days are getting a little longer here in Ontario and the birds are out chirping in the mornings. I feel spring is on its way, which means we are down to the countdown until this little guy makes his arrival into the world.

My friends and family have identified that I look bigger every three days. I am also noticing this change. When I get dressed in the morning, I feel like I’m on a game show called, “Will it fit?”, where I will spin a wheel to determine if this is the week I retire a pair of pants or shirt. I don’t think I fully realized how big your body can get in pregnancy and thought I wouldn’t need maternity clothing. Well, majority of my Lululemon studio pants are now retired and I’m down to leggings, amazing thrift shop maternity pant finds, and old loose Lululemons that I had been hanging onto for this very moment. I have approximately seven weeks until estimated due date (Easter weekend).

I had a follow up with my Ob-Gyn at the high risk clinic (although I am lower risk compared to the high risk women at this clinic) last Monday. I saw the little guy again and he is growing well at an estimated 4lbs 8oz. However, I did mention to them that my energy levels returned for about a week after I saw them last and had been feeling tired no matter how much sleep I had. The shortness of breath also had returned. Blood work was recommended to analyze all my nutrient levels including my ferritin. On Friday I called the clinic for the results and my hemoglobin and iron were still low despite taking 300mg of iron a day.

I will return to the clinic on the 11th of this month and we will discuss what to do in terms of my low iron and hemoglobin. It is common for women who are pregnant post gastrectomy to require IV iron infusions so I am wondering if this is in my near future. As for now, I am going enjoy my extra sleep and view this constant fatigue as sleep deprivation training for when the little guy arrives.

In terms of my physical activity, I continue to go to Zumba once a week and prenatal yoga once a week. I have had to drop Zumba to once a week as it has a tendency to flare my hip up; however, the community is so strong and the classes are so much fun, I can’t stop! I think this baby may come out dancing. Once more of the ice clears around here, I will start walking more. I want to be as fit as I can be for labour.

I continue to be active at work but need to take some occasional breaks to sit as my hip and pelvis continue to be an issue. I decided to take the last month before due date off which leaves three more weeks of work until mat leave begins. It was a tough decision as I really enjoy my job, patients, and colleagues. What really hit it home was a nurse at the high risk clinic who mentioned to me that in my therapeutic relationship, I am supposed to be the strong one. I also have a sneaky suspicion that this little guy may come early because he will run out of room and just decide, “I’m outta here”. He’s always been sitting low and is just getting lower as the weeks progress. My weight gain is now at a whopping 15lbs. I’m hoping for a 20-25lbs weight gain total (Who says that?!).

The human body never ceases to amaze me. It is wild that women can grow a person inside of them. My pregnancy journey has been another adventure and it is interesting how everyone is so different with their pregnancy journeys. Despite the fatigue and hobbles, I remain in high spirits and we are looking forward to meeting this little guy next month.

Pre-Zumba class at 33 weeks pregnant

29 Weeks Pregnant – A well overdue update

Hey Friends!

This stomachless pregnancy update is well overdue. I made the mistake of watching “Tidying up with Marie Kondo” followed by listening to her entire audio book and have been de cluttering like mad the past few weeks. I wondered when the nesting would begin but Marie has kicked it into full gear. But today I take a tidying break to give you all a much needed pregnancy update.

Since my last update, I have seen my Ob-gyn twice. Once just after Christmas where I was referred for a blood work up for my iron levels as well as to measure my blood sugar levels, and more recently Jan 24th where I completed my 28 week ultrasound as well as got updates on my previous blood work .

Normally women who are pregnant complete a glucose test around 24 to 28 weeks to test monitor for gestational diabetes. From what I understand, this involves drinking a large quantity of a sugar beverage followed by a blood work one hour later. Due to the no-stomach-thing, I did not have to do this test. Thank goodness because I think it may have killed me. Or just given me violent diarrhea and full scale dumping. Instead, I completed some blood work.

Throughout the month of January, I continued to work my regular hours and regular duties. I continued to attend the gym 1-2x a week for Zumba and home yoga daily for about half an hour. My fatigue level started to increase near the last couple weeks of January and I started to look green and pale at the end of the day. I was falling asleep on the couch around 8:30pm every night but figured it was just regular pregnancy fatigue. I also started to have minor dizzy spells and felt slightly faint during the last couple of tracks of my Zumba class. You probably know where this is going.

On my Jan 24th follow up, I was notified that my iron level was low and I needed to double up on my iron supplements. I have been taking Ferramax 150mg since my surgery as stomachless folk often have iron absorption issues post total gastrectomy (TG). This made all too much sense after hearing my results and started doubling up immediately. Within a week my energy levels improved as well as my colour. I will likely have this level rechecked in the future to ensure I am not anemic and if it remains low – I will be referred for an iron IV infusion. This is also common post TG and in pregnancy (especially during the late 2nd trimester into the 3rd).

In terms of my blood glucose levels, I did not have gestational diabetes so this was a bonus. Continue eating ice cream, baked goods, and chocolate for me! I am convinced this baby will be 1/4 chocolate.

On this visit I also had a 28 week ultrasound. At this point in time, I had gained about 10lbs above my pre-preggo weight. The issue the Ob-gyn is concerned about with people who have TG’s is the baby not gaining enough weight. Much to my surprise, I was notified that the baby is currently in the 73rd percentile. Which means that he is bigger than average! I heard these scans are not the most accurate for actual birth weight but I’ll take it. I am hoping to have a 6-7 pound baby but if this scan is accurate, I may have an 8 pounder. Yikes! Maybe I better slow down on the sugar….

In terms of physical mobility, my right hip and pelvis continues to be an ongoing issue and although I am doing as much as I can for it (Yoga, stretching, Physio, and massage therapy) it is getting worse as the baby grows. I’ll spare everyone all the details as I do not like to complain but I am confident that it will all go away once the baby is born. I am determined to keep up with my physical activity though throughout all of this pregnancy.

In terms of eating, my appetite is the best in the morning to mid day. Although, I have been eating a lot, my weight gain has been minimal. This morning I was at an 11 pound gain. As he continues to grow, the baby is taking all the good nutrients he needs and my body composition has been changing. Less muscle mass…larger belly. I think I am all baby.  The evening is a different story. Often it is hard eat the same portions I was able to eat a month ago and I have issues with food getting stuck. Dinner time is the most difficult. I find standing and eating the easiest. Sometimes, I try to shift the baby position around as I suspect my intestines and pseudo stomach are getting all bunched up and the pipework is getting kinked. If I’m successful, I usually feel a good gurgle and the stuck food sensation goes away. I also try not to eat too late into the evening to avoid bile reflux in the middle of the night.

Believe it or not, my surgical scar looks better than it ever has and I think all this belly stretching is stimulating more cell repair. I also think this baby is breaking a lot of old adhesions from surgery. You go baby!

Anyhow, my next follow up is next week. I am down to the every two week appointments now. I am now 11 weeks off of my estimated due date. Homeee Stttreeettccchh!!

Me at 27 weeks pregnant