Back At It

Well my little baby Jay is five weeks old. I was in labor for only 4 hours and had a natural birth without tearing. He is doing well and has survived extreme love from El, who is not very happy with me.

Since I'm just 5 weeks post-partum, I haven't been exercising a ton. However, I have felt really good after this baby. After El, I was very tender down there, as I'd been in labor for 18 hours and pushed for 2 hours and tore and felt lethargic from the epidural. My recovery and return to exercise was very slow.

This time, I feel great, and have been going on walks pretty much since we got home. I have also been doing a lot of kegels and pelvic tilts. Our walks range from 2 to 3.5 miles at about 20 minutes per mile most recently. I've been lifting light weights at home for two weeks. Last night I went to Zumba at the gym. I think I'll be lacing up my running shoes this weekend.

It is so important to listen to your body. Yes, I am eager to get back into running, but I don't want to do so at the expense of my long term health. I feel like I've done a good job of taking things at a pace that my body needs to heal from birth. I'm excited to see what the future holds!

Changed Plans...Again

This weekend my lovely grandma passed away. I'm really ok with it. She had a stroke several years ago and hasn't been able to speak for 6 or 7 years. Since then, she's been sick, had heart problems, multiple strokes, and kind of just withered away. And since moving to Washington two years ago, I have rarely seen her. I am relieved that her suffering is over and am glad I can remember her as she was. I love my grandma, and my other grandparents, but when you've lived a long, full life and know you'll see each other in the next life, death is not too sad a thing.

Which moves us to the changed plans. This weekend was going to be a busy one. Drew was going to run his first half marathon. Our dear barbecue fiend friend is moving to a new house. I was supposed to play the organ. I wanted to go to the Ensign Symphony concert (and now am glad I didn't audition for this concert). Instead we will be flying Utah for a funeral. I'm looking forward to visiting with family and remembering my grandma. Good thing our plans are changeable!