It is hard to believe that it has basically been a year since I have been here to post. A year since I have done anything particularly physical for myself. Can I say that it shows? lol
I am so happy to now have my beautiful baby boys. Goodness. It was awful, wondering everyday if we were going to get to keep them, or if we were going to lose them like we did our other two sons. Through great intervention, and even more prayer, we've all managed to make it through- by the grace of God.
For those whom I haven't talked to in a long while- wanna see my boys? :)
Bobby and Will are 4 months old now, and growing like weeds. They certainly keep me busy, and more than a little sleep-deprived. It is all fun though.
Of course, the difficult thing now is that.. I look like I've had twins. Hmmm... there is the possibility that I might *still* look like I'm having twins. I am trying to be positive about everything, but it's not like I am so exhausted that I'm delusional about the size of my hips.... nor the cookies and Hershey kisses that I've been eating. D'oh! :)
It's time to get back into "therapy". It's really not about the weight or shape, but more about the fact that being on bedrest for months and carrying around 14 lbs. of baby (not to mention the rest) has wreaked my body. I've lost any real stability in my hips, which throws my lower back out of alignment. So, I have to do exercises that will help strengthen my legs and all of the muscles that help to stabilize my mid to lower body parts. Doc thinks that I should take some good supplements to help my ligaments recover and heal. We will see. I've never been great with figuring out what I should be taking, since so many vitamins and minerals need to be paired with other things. It makes my head spin.
For as much as I'd love to lose some weight, I think that "physical therapy" is going to be my main goal. This is how I viewed things when I first started changing my body, a couple years ago. It started with a painfully arthritic knee, threats of a special (and painful) brace, and a small lie of about 8 lbs. . I'm going to just do the same thing that I started with then- get strong. I didn't worry about the food at first. While it isn't that productive for losing pounds, it did help get me stronger. It all kind of built momentum, and then the food thing fell into place. Besides, I know what is attainable for me right now, and any real meal planning and logging of calories is not something that I can manage while taking care of the boys at this stage.