I recently answered a few questions on my Instagram stories about labor and postpartum recovery. One of the topics requires an awful lot of explanation so I thought why not write a detailed blog post on my thoughts.
So here we are, a few weeks into my fourth trimester. The fourth trimester is a period described by expert Dr. Harvey Karp as the first three months of a baby’s life. It is a time when a newborn is adjusting to life outside of the womb. It’s filled with a tremendous amount of changes and development for the baby and is becoming more recognized as an important phase of a little one’s early days.
As many of you may know, I was very passionate about having a natural birth with Logan. When I envisioned giving birth, it was just how I always pictured it. I wanted a more peaceful environment vs. a hospital, which to me, felt a little more sterile and uncomfortable. My overall goal was to avoid as many interventions as possible to eliminate risks and side effects and I knew that aiming for a natural birth would be a step in the right direction.
Last year Chance and I were lucky enough to travel for over 9 months completely untethered. We had countless road trips and adventures in our Land Cruiser. We most frequently drove from LA to Kansas City and explored for several weeks in between. Over that time, we quickly figured out our favorite areas and while we enjoyed going to new places, we also found ourselves drawn to the places we had grown to love. One of those areas being Page, Arizona and Lake Powell.
Say what!? I’m officially 32 weeks. I’m just over here anxiously awaiting the arrival of the little babe. We’ve been so blessed by family and friends and have had wonderful support as we have been preparing for our first little one. It takes an army and it really is such a special time to be able to share it with those around us. We’ve been so fortunate and have had several baby showers to help us get ready for our biggest adventure yet.
Thank goodness spring is on the horizon. It’s been a brutal winter in these parts. Lots of snow and rain. And all this cabin fever has me really excited to plan some outdoor adventures once the weather warms up. Hopefully, I have one or two left in me before the baby arrives.
After nearly three years of blogging and doing this whole Instagram thing, I find it so important now to connect with people in real life. Sure it’s great to link up and chat online but it really doesn’t get much better than spending time face to face. Good old fashioned bonding, friendship and community.
It was spring of 2016. The previous fall, I had beaten my half marathon PR and was determined to do it again. As a runner, I was always determined to get better, faster and stronger. I was always in competition with myself. Of course, I was following a plan and getting in all my miles but I was also doing my favorite group fitness classes on top of that – spinning, rowing, HIIT and strength training. I’m sure you can see where this is headed or maybe you can even relate?
Well folks, I’m 23 weeks today and over halfway there. I’m super pumped to share what life was like in my first trimester because it actually wasn’t a cake walk. I’ll be the first to admit, I had unrealistic visions and goals for my pregnancy and all those were shattered shortly after that positive test. So without further ado, here is my experience. The real/no b.s. version.