Sunday Skinny Can Return

So much about being a new mom I had prepared for, however like all good life changing tornado's you cannot prepare for everything. Why oh why do I have to learn this lesson over and over and over again is beyond me. Anyways I love being a mom. It is who I always knew I would eventually be. I would have made it work if I could never have children, I would have had to look at my crashed dreams and duct tape something back together again, but I am so thankful that my prayers were answered and that I have my happy healthy son. Now that I am a mom I am SO COMPLETELY COMPLETE. And I am over the moon with joy each and every day.

With that being said becoming a mother has put my body through the ringer. I was already over the weight I wanted to be going into my pregnancy, but with being concerned about my growing baby I was able to maintain a super healthy low gain. I ate well, I rested, and I took care of myself. I was put on bed rest so no birding, no exercising of any kind in fact. I couldn't go to my dance class, I couldn't bird, I was told that I could go to the grocery store but any more walking than that was frowned upon. I had a high risk pregnancy and I was told to take it easy. I did and no matter how hard that was I would do it again, having a healthy baby was all I cared about.

Now that my son is here my body is angry. I had a c-section, so my poor stomach took forever to recover from that. About 8 weeks after the birth of my son I finally got cleared to exercise. Like a BONEHEAD I started walking 5-6 miles a day for two weeks straight. I was feeling great, I was exercising, I was losing weight, it was amazing. And then I woke up one morning and I couldn't walk, I was limping. At first I just thought I needed a few days of rest but then I finally admitted that I had a problem. At the doctor I was diagnosed with planters faciitis, a condition that screws up the tendons in your feet and that can take a year or more to heal. Again I was told to rest, for weeks or months or even a year… until they get better the doctor said. Everyone is different.

Annoyed and deflated I went home, I couldn't exercise, so I sat and I ate and over the past eight months I have put the weight back on that I had lost.

My left foot is now about 85% better, my right is about 50% better but it still hurts. Since Mr. Rogue and I are talking about a second baby soon I don’t have the luxury to wait out my foot any longer. So last week I took matters into my own hands. I cannot walk (my favorite form of exercise) I cannot use my elliptical (my second favorite form of exercise) and I cannot do aerobics (my third favorite form of exercise). The only thing I am cleared to do is swim or bike. Since I am not a huge fan of water, and since trying to go to a pool to work out with an 11 month old is pretty much impossible I decided to get a bike.



Today my new recumbent bike arrived. I can now do a cardio workout easily, something I haven’t been able to do for almost two years. And with this cardio I can also do weights and my all time favorite sit ups (barf). With this I am also going to try and dust off my Livestrong app and start tracking my food again.

Next month I plan to wean my Little Cricket and with that last step claim my body back for me. A few months of working out and then I should be feeling better to try for that second little baby! Wish me luck.