How this came to be

Years ago I was diagnosed with PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome) while managed it has very few effects on day to day life but because of the damage done to my ovaries I was told I would never conceive without some form of fertility drugs or maybe even more help. I was put on the pill to manage the problems and prevent further damage. I was always diligent about taking the pill. I knew I wanted kids someday and didn’t want to do any more harm to my body. To me getting pregnant was a dream I really never knew could/would become a reality.
The last week of 2011 and into the first week of 2012 I felt really sick. It would come and go sometimes feeling like a bad flu, sometimes I would forget I felt bad at all. I really didn’t put much thought into it. I was working out like crazy and food wasn’t really saying down but I couldn’t figure out why my tummy had a pooch was not my cute flat tummy. On January 8th I put my bra on and was shocked because my boobs looked huge…. Click! Feeling sick 24/7, poochy tummy, big boobs! The thought came to me that those were all pregnancy issues but I couldn’t be pregnant so I was just being stupid. I couldn’t get the thought out of my head so I got a box of pregnancy tests just to put the crazy idea out of my head.
I got home and took the first test. In seconds it turned to a plus (no waiting 3 minutes for me!) “Ok. There must be something wrong with that one, good thing it’s a two pack!” Second one turned just as fast. Well I thought my crazy body must have been playing tricks on me and the test so I went back to the store and got two more boxes. I took all four as soon as I got home. Plus, yes, plus, yes! Oh my!
I went to the doctor the next day to have in confirmed and yes there’s little baby growing inside me! I asked the doctor how and she told me that no form of birth control is 100% and I was just lucky. As far as my PCOS I am also just one of the lucky few that could get pregnant with it.
It all came as a big surprise to me but let me assure you I know how blessed I am. I feel this baby is truly a miracle. Everything was meant to happen just as it has and I couldn’t be happier! I’ve always wanted to me a mommy and even if I didn’t picture it like this my baby is a dream come true!

Big Changes!

Hello blog world! It’s been a while!
I started this blog a few years ago because I had made a huge change in my life and I wanted to talk openly about it. I am so thankful I had the chance to share my lifestyle changes, my weight loss and my new lease on life.
Well I am back once again to talk about my newest chapter. I’m going to be a mommy!
I’ve always been open and honest here and I plan on continuing to do just that. With that said I also feel that there are parts of my story that belong to me and my baby only. I will share as much as I feel compelled but may also hold back when I feel the need.
It’s amazing to me how much this little person growing inside of me has already changed my way of thinking. Not a second goes by that I don’t think about my sweet little baby. I feel an amazing amount of love for my unborn child, more than I can even put in to words. I am SO happy to be starting this new chapter in my life and can’t wait to see what this next year has in store for me!

Miles for 1/9-1/15

I got in 36 miles this week. Tied last week. If I hadn't of had a really bad ear ache I think I would have done better. That brings this months / years total to 80 miles!

My Poor Mother!

So a few nights ago my mom was over when I was heading out for a run at around six at night. It was dark out already and this is what went down:
Mom: “Isn’t too dark and unsafe to go running?”
Me: “Well, I haven’t been killed yet.” (Nice, I know.)
Mom: “Umm, err, ahh…. I am getting you those reflector things for running at night!”
I told her she could bring whatever she wanted but I wasn’t going to be wearing any of it. Simply not happening. She also sarcastically asked if I had darker cloths I could put on? I said yes, I could go put on a black jacket and pants if she wanted. (I had on a maroon jacket and dark gray pants.) Then the conversation took a turn I didn’t see coming.
My Aunt suggested I get pepper spray to take with me. I told them that was not going to happen either. Out of nowhere my Grandma suggested I get a hand gun. No joke. Again never, ever happening.
Later that night I was talking to my brother in Kuwait, telling him about our crazy family, and he had the best (and funniest) idea of all. Dylan said I should for sure get a hand gun with an ankle strap and then get an ankle weight for the other leg to just improve my work out. LOL!
Well, for the record I half lost my battle. The dogs now have a blinking light that hangs from their leash splitter. Better that nothing but as good as it’s going to get is what I told my mom.

Things I never thought I would see (again)

Around a year and a half ago I made up my mind that once and for all I was going to shed the extra pounds and get healthy. And boy oh boy did I do it! My first goal was to get to a size 10, I started at a 16 and will finally own up to it even though it’s still hard to admit, by Christmas last year I had made it to goal number one. Next was to get to a size 4. This was a little harder and took more work but last summer I made it to that goal and felt SO proud.
After that my goal was to just stay fit and maybe tone up some. But the weight kept coming off. Not that I haven’t kept my healthy lifestyle and worked out like crazy but I am a little more lax than I used to be. A few months ago I couldn’t figure out why my pants weren’t fitting any more. I just couldn’t keep them up. Well duh! They were all too big. I went out again to get new ones… size 0! Shocker!
I was a size 0 in high school. I honestly never thought I would make it back to that size. Nor did I think I would look good if I did. The funny thing is I weigh 10 pounds more than I did at 16 put am the same size. I think this is because although I was super thin I wasn’t fit. I think the extra 10 is muscle and oh how I love it! I am proud of those 10 pounds. I love them! I never ever thought I could say I loved “extra” pounds but after this much work it is 100% the true.

This weeks mileage

My mileage for this week is 36 miles! Which includes 12 mile last Sunday, I ran it straight through. That's the most I have ever done at once! So far this year I have done 44 miles. I can't wait to post next weeks numbers. I am hoping for an even higher number!

Running like a crazy person

So I have been running a LOT this week and have been jotting down my mileage. I think I am going to *try* to keep this up all year... we will see. I will put this weeks numbers up tomorrow. So excited!