Offline on Mother’s Day.

I can’t remember the last time I was completely offline for a day, let alone an hour but that is what I plan on doing for this coming Sunday.

It’s best for my emotional and mental well-being that I not be online on Sunday. I don’t want to see my news feed flooded with everyone proudly posting their handmade presents from their kids or the breakfast in bed their family made them. I don’t want to see what their husbands bought them. I don’t want to see the album of photos posted on Facebook, showcasing their perfect Mother’s Day with their family.

Sorry, if that’s mean but I can’t pretend that stuff doesn’t bother me. I know it shouldn’t, it’s not my life. I can choose to not see those posts and photos BUT its hard when my whole news feed is filled with those. I have come to realize that the only way to not see them, is to not be online.

I am still angry.

I am angry about a lot of things.

I told my therapist the other day that some days I wish I could get a break, that I could go back in time to when life was easy. Not to change the course of history because I will NEVER wish that Bradley wasn’t born BUT to go back to a time when life was simple and uncomplicated. When the hardest thing in my life was only getting 4 hours of sleep because Zach was waking up every 2 hours the night before or the hardest thing when Zach stopped taking his 3-hour long naps in the afternoon which meant no more quiet time for me. Those were NOT hard, looking back.

The heaviness of Bradley’s death has been overwhelming in the last month or so. The realization that Bradley really was born and then he died. The realization that this is my life. Where this would be most parents worst fear, the death of their baby, this IS my reality. I have to live with this heaviness for the rest of my life. I have a whole lifetime of living with this a piece of me missing.  The feeling of emptiness, feeling of being incomplete, feeling of never being whole again. Living in two different worlds, the world where my living son, Zach, is and the world where Bradley, my second born, is in now.

The flipping back and forth between the before and after Bradley. My life before Bradley and my life after Bradley.

Have you tried to mother a child who isn’t on this earth? It is exhausting. Some days it is debilitating.

It is exhausting.

It is exhausting leaving the house and having to be out in public.

It is exhausting having to put on a fake smile and having to hold my tongue all the time.

It is exhausting always having to be on guard all the time.

It is exhausting always being ready for that dreaded question any parent who has experienced the loss of a child, “how many children do you have?”. Do you answer truthfully and acknowledge all your children and potentially make the person asking feel awful OR do you answer with a lie because some days it is just easier. Trust me if I could tell everyone the truth, I would! I want to tell Bradley’s story. I want to share the love that I have for Bradley, how deep our love is, that only he and I know exist.

If we are talking about going back in time, I wish I was still in the early days after Bradley’s death. That first week after Bradley died. I would want to stay in that time for the rest of my life. When my chest was sore in the days after his death because of the non stop crying. When my eyes were so swollen, I couldn’t even put my contact lenses in. When I could still smell the NICU  because I was still wearing the shirt that I wore when I held Bradley for the last time. All of these meant that Bradley was still fresh in my mind. If I could, I would stay in that time for a lifetime. For those who don’t know what its like to lose your baby, then you truly can’t understand why us bereaved mothers would want to put ourselves through that torture. BUT it is a small price to pay so you can feel closer to your child. It is all we have left of them. We cling to anything we can. I so desperately search for signs and symbols that Bradley is around, it is what gets me through each day.

Since I wont be online on Sunday. I will tell you what I will do.

I will wake up and go for a run on the trail, like any other Sunday morning. I will come home and eat breakfast. Mike, Zach and I will visit the cemetery. We will come home and spend the rest of the day together just the three of us (four-if you count our dog). That will be our day. I wish things would have played out differently. I wish Bradley was here with us. I wish we were a family of four here on this earth. I wish a lot of things were different. I wish I didn’t have to visit a cemetery to be “close” to both of my children.

And finally, today happens to be 8 month since Bradley left this earth. That will never get easy to write or hear or say. Nothing about Bradley leaving us will get easy. Never.

For those mothers who will celebrate with all your children this Sunday, please remember those Mothers who will not have all their children with them.

Until next time,

Bradley’s Mom.

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A letter to my son, Bradley on his 6 month angelversary

March 6, 2016

My sweet, sweet Bradley or as your Dad calls you, “he is big, he is bad, he is Brad”.

I can’t believe I have survived 6 months since you left us. I can’t believe this is my life now. It honestly still feels like a bad bad dream. I still yearn for you. I still grieve for you.

I hope you don’t mistake my sadness for regret. I absolutely do not regret anything that happened. I never have wished that you didn’t exist so I wouldn’t have to feel this pain. Bradley, I would go through all of it over again, again, and again. I would go through the pain of having to make the decision on your life again. I would go through planning your burial and service all over again. I would go through another 6 months of living without you, of grieving you, of loving you and of missing you. And because of all that, I was able to meet you, to hold you, to kiss you, to hug you and to say good bye to you. A millions times over again. The one thing that I will never, as long as I am living, regret is you being born. You and your brother are my biggest accomplishments.

You know what makes me angry is that I am even having to write all this. That I have to live without all my children by my side and others do not.

Every time your Dad, brother and I do something together, you are always on my mind. It never feels complete. You are the missing piece to our family. The family trips we take never feel quite right.

We went to Disneyland for your brother’s 4th birthday in December. You should have been there with us. The next day we had cake and sang “happy birthday” to your brother, you should have been there too.

zachs 4th bday

We actually bought annual passes for Disneyland for the three of us. We have gone two more times since then. I can’t help but think that if you were here, we probably wouldn’t have bought the passes. It is because you are not here that we have taken your brother to so many places in the last 6 months. That is the hard part about all this. Because you are not here, I devote all my time to your brother. This isn’t how life was suppose to go. I should be dividing my time between both you and your brother.

It sucks. Life is just unfair. There is no other way to explain all this.

You have missed so much, Bradley. You have missed many afternoons playing outside on the new swing set with your brother. You have missed countless trips to Target. You have missed the millionth time spent  waiting in the car at the Starbucks drive-thru. You have missed watching your brother build his countless LEGO creations. You have missed hearing your brother sing his favorite song from his favorite show, Little Einstein’s every time he watches it. You have missed many memories that we should have shared together. And that hurts my heart.

PicMonkey Collage legos

I am constantly searching for signs from you that you are near. I desperately need those signs in order for me to survive this life. There have only been a handful of times where I would feel you near, its not enough times for me. The first small white feather I found was about a month after you left. This feather was in our backyard near where your brother was playing.

first feahter

I remember that day because it was the first sign from you that I received. Now when I see small white feathers at random places, I think of you but I don’t see them often enough. I don’t dream about you and that breaks my heart. I don’t see you. I don’t have visions of you. I sometimes feel very disconnected from you Bradley. My whole goal in life right now is to feel you near me and to know you are okay.

Bradley, I am sorry I don’t visit your gravesite that much. The last time we went was Christmas Eve, so almost 3 months ago. It is in the same city where my parents live (your grandparents) so its not like I’m not in the area. Seeing your marker is sometimes just too much for me to handle. It is the realization that you truly are not here with us. On my “better” days, visiting you would just bring me back. I know that is selfish but, it is how I survive these days without you now.

PicMonkey Collage chrismtas eve

I really don’t know how you have been gone for 6 months. I am still brought to tears when someone says your name or when I tell your story or just when I think of you. I miss you dearly, Bradley. We all miss you. You have such a huge fan club down here on earth, if only you were here to witness the love.

I could write forever when it comes to telling you how much I miss you, how much I love you and everything that we have done without you.

I love you my sweet sweet Bradley.

You are big. You are bad. You are Brad.

Love,

Your Mom.

 

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Six Months.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Six months.

It has been six months since Bradley was born.

I still can’t believe its ONLY been 6 months but at the same time, it has ALREADY been 6 months. It feels like a lifetime ago but at the same time it feels like it was just yesterday.

We did not have a lifetime of memories with Bradley. We had less than 4 days.

We didn’t have decades and decades worth of photos.

You know what we are left with? A box.

A small 8×8 cardboard box that contains his belongings: a small album of about 8 pictures that were taken by Bradley’s NICU nurse, his hospital bracelet ( and both of our bracelets are now in the box), his bili eye mask, a couple copies of his hand and foot prints and the only physical piece of him; a few strands of his hair that are separated into 3 tiny plastic baggies. That is it.

hair pic

 

memory box

This box is still on our kitchen counter, in the same place it has been since we picked it up from the hospital. Along with all the cards we have received and the pamphlets from his funeral service are in a bag next to the box. That is the extent of what we have as a memory of our son that never came home.

 

Just yesterday I was telling my therapist that tomorrow marks 6 months since Bradley was born. She replied, “that is not that long at all”. She is right. At that moment, I realized she is absolutely right.  Even though it feels like so much longer, it really isn’t.

In these last couple months, I have had better days than not. It’s only because in those “better days” I don’t think of Bradley as much and almost, unconsciously, block the fact that I have another son. And that kills me. It kills me. The fact that the only days where I feel like life is back to “normal” are the days when Bradley isn’t heavy on my mind. That breaks my heart, even more than its already broken. The days where it feels “easier” to forget than remember, those are the hardest of them all. The “better days” where I get caught up in life; I feel joy; I feel happiness; I actually enjoy living this life. In those days, is when I feel immense guilt after I realized several days had gone by where I felt “normal” again. Guilt. Why should I feel happy when my Bradley isn’t here to enjoy this life with me.

It is a constant struggle.

Do I choose to be happy today or do I choose to think of and remember Bradley today?

I can’t do both right now. I thought I was at the point where I could feel both but, I am not. I can’t feel joy and sadness or gratitude and grief at the same time. I am not there yet. I hope one day my two worlds can live as one. I pray for the day when I can truly feel happiness when watching Zach play outside and hearing his joyous squeals AND at the same time remember the memory of Bradley and not have to choose between the two.

My therapist calls this, “Survival mode”. I am doing what I have to do to get through each day. Some days I will have to not think about Bradley as much so I can be a mother to Zach and vice versa. I may not be the greatest mom to Zach one day but that is because Bradley is heavy on my mind. This is what I have to do to survive at this point and to function as a human being and that is completely OKAY.

 

The thing about grieving the loss of your child is there is no right or wrong way to grieve. There is no specific period of time where you will start to “heal”. There are no rules, there are no guidelines that grieving parents should follow. It is your own journey, you do what is best for you to get through each day.  To wake up each morning and decide, that even though I have been through hell, I will continue living. That it is okay to feel the feelings. It is okay to feel sad, angry, bitter, joyful, guilt and all at once or one at a time. It is completely okay to do what you need to do to survive the death of your child. Give yourself grace ( I am still working on this one).

 

I know I have mentioned that I have been seeing a therapist once or twice before because I am not ashamed or embarrassed that I am seeing one. It isn’t a sign of weakness but of strength and courage. The fact that I had the strength and courage to seek professional help. I was feeling completely out of control, regarding my emotions and feelings. I would get angry very quickly (it has gotten better but still it sneaks up on me), zero patience (working on that as well), have emotional outbursts and just overall very unpleasant to be around. I could feel these emotions inside of me, just brewing, waiting for someone to say something (mainly my poor husband) so I could lash out. My therapist has validated what I am feeling is completely normal and that I’m  not crazy. She gives me the tools to be able to handle my emotions, feelings and overall just being kind and gracious to myself.

Sorry, I kind of what on a tangent in this post, it has been awhile since I wrote out my feelings and for me, personally, it helps me in the grieving process.

Until next time!

 

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I hope you never…

I hope you never have to live in my world.

I hope you never know  what it feels like to have to walk down that long hospital hallway, on your way to say good bye to your baby, knowing it is the last time you will see your baby with breath in his lungs.

I hope you are never put in the position to make that choice, whether your baby lives or dies.

I hope you never have to watch your baby die in your arms.

I hope you never have to watch your baby take his last breath.

I hope you never have to decide if you want an autopsy on your baby.

I hope you never have to return home with empty arms.

I hope you never have to decide whether you want your baby cremated or buried.

I hope you never have to pick out an outfit for your baby to be buried in.

I hope you never have to know what it feels like to drive to your baby’s funeral.

I hope you never have to watch your baby’s casket get lowered into the ground.

I hope you never, ever have to know what it feels like to survive the death of your baby.

I hope you never have to raise your only living child without his siblings.

I hope you never have to look down at your scar and be reminded every single day that you SHOULD have a baby in your arms.

I hope you never have to feel what it is like to live this hell. This nightmare that has no end.

I hope you never have to wake up every single morning hoping that everything is back to “normal”.

I hope you never have to feel what I feel every single second of every single day, for the rest of my life.

I hope you never have to endure the day to day reminders and triggers that your baby died.

I hope you never have to know what it feels like to go back into society and feel so isolated and alone.

I hope you never have to live with a piece of your heart missing.

I hope you never have to contact me because now you are a bereaved mother, I don’t want that to be our common bond.

I hope you never have to know what it feels like to have your baby die.

I hope you are never a bereaved mother (or father).

 

bradley love

 

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Bradley’s Story: Sept 2-6, 2015

Update: I actually wrote this post back in September, a few weeks after everything happened but, I just couldn’t hit the “publish” button. I think it was just too soon for me to share Bradley’s story but now I feel it needs to be told. I want others who are walking this lonely road to know they aren’t alone even though it feels very isolating. I want others to feel that they can tell their own story and others will listen. The journey of a bereaved parent.

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I don’t even know how to start this.

A lot has happened since I last was here.  I wasn’t going to post on my blog until it felt like it was the right time.

 

 

As some of you know, I was pregnant with baby #2 due in November 2015. I had a very uneventful pregnancy for the first 28 weeks until Sept 2, 2015, when I had an emergency C-section and Bradley David Lynch was born at 5:46pm.

I am ready to tell his story. I want to tell his story. He deserves his story to be told, no matter how short of time he was with us. Bradley’s Story.

“Bradley’s Story”

On the morning of Wednesday, Sept 2, 2015 I went in for a routine appointment with my perinatalogist (high risk). I was going to get an ultrasound to check if my placenta had moved up. I was in to see my doctor 7 weeks prior and the ultrasound showed I had a low lying placenta so this appointment was purely just to check to see where it was at. Shortly after starting the ultrasound, my doctor tells me, “Lindsey you have no fluid….and when did your water break?”. Both of these were news to me. I did not know that my water broke. The doctor responded that it could have been a slow leak so, it wasn’t enough for me to even notice. She then proceeded to explain to me what was going to happen next, I was going to be admitted to the hospital for the remainder of my pregnancy. By 8:30 in the morning, I was already in my “new home” for the next 12 weeks. I immediately was started on IV fluids (to help with hydration for both the baby and I), magnesium (to prevent brain bleeds in the baby), antibiotics (to prevent infection for both the baby and I) and a steroid shot (to help the baby’s lungs develop).  The nurses warned me that the magnesium was going to burn going in and make me feel hot. Oh man, did that burn and it wasn’t just a quick burn and it was over. The burning sensation lasted at least 15 minutes or so and would happen every couple hours. Within an hour time, I had my blood drawn. I already knew it would come back positive for antibodies. I am Rh negative. {During my 1st pregnancy I must have become sensitized from the delivery or at some point, my blood (Rh negative) and my first son’s blood mixed (Rh positive) which caused my body to start producing positive antibodies. (At week 28 of my first pregnancy, I did get the Rhogam shot and after delivery I had another shot. There is a small percentage that the shot won’t take and I happen to be part of the minority.) During this pregnancy I was tested for these antibodies in the first trimester and they came back positive.} When the blood test came back positive for antibodies, I wasn’t surprised.

A lot of what happened during the 8 hours I was being monitored, I do not remember everything. Much had happened. My OB doctor came in during the morning and explained that we would try to keep the baby in for as long as possible, 34 weeks being the maximum that they would wait, and be prepared for a C-section.  I asked her what the average wait until I would have to go for a C-section given my situation, she answered, ” within the next couple weeks”. I was not expecting to hear that. But I was slowly starting to accept the fact that I would be on bedrest for at least the next several weeks…..

I had several ultrasounds during the course of the day. The last ultrasound they were waiting for him to move and if they didn’t see him move than they would call my OB to see what the next course of action would be. The baby wasn’t moving. My OB was notified. At around 4:30pm, the nurse came in and told me my OB wants to take me back for an emergency C-section. I had a feeling all day, that he was going to be born by the end of the day, I just didn’t think it was actually going to happen. They quickly starting prepping me. I had to say good bye to Zach and my Mom. My husband was able to stay with me. I had no idea how all this was going to play out. I was taken back to the operating room, where I had a spinal tap, a second IV put in (just in case I needed a blood transfusion) and was all prepped for the doctor. I was told when the Neonatal doctor was in the room and a whole NICU team was ready for Bradley’s arrival. My husband was able to join me in the room, minutes before Bradley was born.

Bradley David Lynch was born September 2, 2015 at 5:46 pm. 2 lbs 13 ozs and 14.5 inches long.

first photo

I could feel when he was being taken out of me, there was a build up of pressure right before they pulled him out. No cries. I wasn’t really expecting to hear him cry. I really didn’t know what to expect. (According to his medical records, he was born blue, resuscitated two times within the first 5 minutes) After he was stabilized, he was wheeled by me so I could at least see him and then they took him straight to the NICU.

{7 pm} A little over an hour after he was born {while I was still in the recovery room} the neonatal doctor came to see me to tell me he needed my consent to perform an exchange transfusion on Bradley. He stated that it was the only way to save his life. There were no other options. I without hesitation signed the consent form. He basically told me that my antibodies were in Bradley’s blood and rapidly destroying his red blood cells. Bradley was literally fighting for his life.

Within six hours of being born, Bradley underwent an exchange transfusion in the hopes that would get rid of some of my antibodies. My husband was by his side throughout the whole procedure and keeping me updated on how Bradley was doing.

{Thursday, September 3, 2015}

By mid-morning, I was finally able to make it down to the NICU to touch Bradley for the first time. Even though I only was able to hold his hand with my finger, it was all I needed. This was the only time that he actually somewhat grabbed my finger.

He was in an isolette with tubes and wires running through him. He was on oxygen and nitric oxide. His heart rate always averaged around 180-200.

Within 48 hours of being born, Bradley had over a dozen different diagnosis’.

To name a few: Rh isommunization, hydrops, severe anemia, acute renal failure, brain bleeds and pulmonary hypertension.

Over the course of the 4 days, a lot had happened. Bradley’s doctors were constantly keeping us up to date on his condition. Every four hours Bradley had blood work done and my husband would always try to make it down to the NICU when they would get the results back. Bradley was never considered “stable” throughout his stay. By the end, he was on maximum doses for various medications and his condition never improved only worsened.

 

{Friday, September 4, 2015}

Bradley’s neonatal doctor came into my room and we were told the results of the brain scan, Bradley had grade 3 brain bleeds. The part that most concerned the doctors that along with the fresh blood there was also layers of dried blood, that would have happened in utero. The doctors didn’t know how long he had been bleeding and they were very worried about permanent brain damage. Under normal condition, the doctors would do surgery for his brain bleeds but, Bradley was not stable enough. He had too many other issues that needed to be addressed first.

In the doctors words, “Bradley is a very sick baby”.

 

{Saturday, September 5, 2015}

On one of our visits down to the NICU, the nurses were about to do the routine temperature check and diaper change and asked if I would want to do it. I was so excited that I actually got to help out. I know it sounds weird but, this was first time I felt like I was taking care of him since he had been born. My husband was able to do the same four hours later when it was time to change him again.

It is extremely hard having a piece of plastic dividing you and your baby, feeling completely helpless.

{Sunday, September 6, 2015}

Around 8-8:30am Bradley’s neonatologist comes in to my room and tells us he has some bad news. My heart physically sank. I could not imagine what he was about to tell us. It felt like those moments where you physically were present but your mind was not.

According to the doctor:

At around 6 am the nurse notified the doctor that Bradley’s abdomen looked a little greyish in color. Upon further examination, Bradley had a perforated bowel and would need surgery to fix it. The doctor had consulted with the surgeon and given Bradley’s condition and the fact that the surgery was already high risk, the outcome could not be determined.

Throughout Bradley’s stay, we were often warned that many of the medicines or procedures being administered would have a negative impact on Bradley in some other area. The procedures/medicines were necessary at that time to keep Bradley alive and we would have to accept the risks and harm they would lead to. Bradley’s odds of making it through surgery were against him. If he was to make it through the surgery, there would most likely be permanent brain damage to Bradley. The doctor had informed us that he was going to have this same talk with us the next day after the results of Bradley’s second brain scan came back. Bradley had a large amount of odds to overcome to survive. The doctor’s did not believe that Bradley was in a stable enough condition to make it through the necessary surgeries. They had estimated that even if he was able to survive through all of these procedures that he would have an extremely low quality of life.

The doctor discussed the options that we had, go through with the surgery or go with compassionate care. He told us to take our time on our decision but don’t take too much time, since Bradley’s condition was worsening. When we made our decision we headed down to the NICU to let the doctor know what we decided. We then went to be by Bradley’s bedside. Both my husband and I agreed that Bradley had a very, very hard life in his short time here with us and even when he was in utero, he was suffering. We just couldn’t watch him suffer anymore. His little body was working so hard to stay with us and we felt the best choice was to let him go. To finally rest and be at peace.

Our older son, Zach, was able to meet him and we were finally a family of four.

Both my husband and I were able to hold Bradley for as long as we wanted and each time we held him, he opened his eyes for a brief moment which was the first time we ever saw him open his eyes. That moment was definitely bittersweet. The NICU nurses told us we could hold him for as long as we wanted, it was all up to us. Bradley’s nurses were all amazing and we truly felt they cared and showed empathy for us.

Finally after several hours, we were ready to let him go. We were brought to a smaller room just for us and I had my husband give the final “ok” to take him off his oxygen mask.

We held Bradley in our arms and watched him take his last breath on

September 6th at 12:05pm.

His story did not end on September 6th. That was just the beginning. I will make sure he is never forgotten.

It was very hard to write this but at the same time very therapeutic. It is hard to write down everything in to words that happened in those 4 days, this was the best that I could do. There was so much more that happened but it is the shortest version of the 4 days.

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{Baby #2 announcement!} I’m training for another “marathon” but, not the kind you think!

Hi all!

I hope you still remember me?!

I am popping in to announce that I am currently pregnant with baby #2!!!!

baby2 accouncement

Today we finally made it “Facebook official” as the kids call it these days:)

Earlier in the week I had my most recent ultrasound with the Perinatal doctor (high risk) and able to hear the heartbeat and see this little nuggets’ legs, arms, head, etc.

Tomorrow I will be 14 weeks and officially into the 2nd trimester!! It already feels like an eternity since I found I was pregnant. I guess that is what happens when you find out at 4 weeks, it makes for a very lonnnnngggggg 1st trimester!

Of course, we are thrilled. Z (my son) doesn’t quite understand the whole concept yet. I know it will be a huge life changing event for him once baby #2 comes since Z and I have been buddies for the last 3 1/2 years. He has been my little side kick, my partner in crime and it actually makes me a little sad thinking about it all but, in the next 5-6 months I want to take advantage of the time we do have just the two of us and do as much stuff as I can with him!

Running?

So, you are probably wondering about my running?! maybe not?! well I will tell ya anyway:)

Yes, I am still running. I haven’t taken time off since I found out the news. I had a short time where I had a little morning sickness here and there and finally figured out that the vitamin D I was taking was making me feel this way. Since I stopped this particular vitamin D supplement the nausea went away instantly! AT 11 weeks, I ran the OC half marathon and felt really good throughout the whole race. I took my time, walked the hills and didn’t focus on a goal time which made the whole race a lot more relaxing. who knew?! My average pace per mile is about 1-1.5 min slower than pre-pregnancy. As long as I feel good and my body allows me to continue to run then that is what I plan to do. My doctor is 100% on board with me running.

Other workouts?

I am still going to Stroller Strides every morning and trying to weight train 2x a week at home. I want to keep up my fitness level for as long as possible before I have to stop.

My motto is: As long as I am physically able to run/workout/exercise then that is what I plan on doing.

Pregnancy Updates?

I haven’t decided if I will do the whole monthly updates or not. Obviously, I don’t have a great track record of blogging regularly so I don’t even want to commit to that. Honestly, I would like to just for my own personal journal of these coming months. We will see what happens….

Here is a not so flattering photo of me that I took yesterday in my new LuLaRoe maxi skirt, which I am already in love with!

13 week pic

If you want to follow me through out the next 5-6 months, make sure to go to my FB page and Instagram!

Question for my pregnant runners! Were you able to run throughout your pregnancy? for how long?

Any other preggos out there??

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WIAW# 23: What I ate….while recovering from a cold

Hi everyone!

No, this isn’t an April Fool’s Joke. It is really me and I am actually writing a post on here.

I’m linking up with Jen over at Peas & Crayons in her weekly WIAW (What I ate Wednesday) series. It has been over 2 months since I participated and wanted to get back into it. I love checking out what other bloggers’ eat and I get some good ideas for meals and snacks!

For about a week now, either my son, Z, or I have been sick. I think I can safely say *knock on wood* that we are officially on the mend. I had the cold; runny nose, sneezing, cough, irritated throat and my son had the fever, cough and stuffy nose. Fun times over here.

The first day that I started not feeling good, I made some homemade chicken soup. I wanted something simple, soothing and nourishing. The soup hit the spot! The added bonus I actually had everything to make the chicken soup. win-win!

I have been looking for something different to eat for breakfast that will actually keep me full all morning.  Since I don’t eat eggs and don’t eat the traditional breakfast foods (ie-French toast, pancakes, etc), it leaves me with very limited options. I have to look outside the typical breakfast foods and focus on what can I eat that will give me the nutrients I need to start the day. In the past, I have had pulled pork, ground beef patty, baked chicken, baked salmon, etc. You get the idea. I figured I would try my homemade chicken soup I made last weekend and have it for breakfast. Result? It keep me full throughout the morning! It is a keeper.

WIAW #23: What I ate...while recovering from a cold

Here is a look at the rest of Monday’s eats:

 

WIAW 23

{PRE-BREAKFAST} 1st cup of coffee of the day! Just some 1/2 & 1/2 and that is all I need. Always the first thing I have in the morning.

 

WIAW 23

{Breakfast}  homemade chicken soup + 1/2 large banana [not shown-I think we all know what a banana looks like😉 ]

  Chicken soup recipe:

(I didn’t measure any of the ingredients for the soup) 

Pacific (brand) chicken bone broth, onion, celery, carrots, fresh ginger, fresh garlic, fresh thyme, cooked shredded chicken.

**the Pacific bone broth has 9g per 1 cup of protein!

WIAW 23

{LUNCH} Chicken salad: paleo mayo, carrots, green apple, red onion, celery and cooked shredded chicken.

{AFTERNOON COFFEE} (not shown) Iced double espresso with 1/2 and 1/2 and raw local honey

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{DINNER}  hamburger w/ grass-fed cheese and Pederson’s (Paleo-friendly)  bacon w/ zucchini

**That piece of lettuce was for photo purposes only. I do not actually eat it. I am not a fan of lettuce😉

{NIGHT TIME SNACK} handful of Brookside chocolates (not shown)

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One Mother of a Day turns 2!!! + Would you hire a running coach? SURVEY!!

Hi all!

It’s me again. I know I am soooo sporadic about blogging these  days. I just want to keep you on your toes! This will be one of the shortest blog posts you will see from me, I promise.

I didn’t want another day to pass without acknowledging two things.

The first one: yesterday was my 2 year blog-aversary !! Yay! I have had this little blog for 2 years now! Who would have thought?! Not me, that is for sure. I am the worst at following through with things….

2 yr blogiversary pic

The second one: I will {hopefully} be a Road Runners Club of Americacertified running coach, very soon! Hmmm, maybe I should have led with this first and not mentioned in the sentence prior that I am not good with following through??? I promise being a running coach will not fall into that category.

To keep this short, I will give you the Readers’ Digest version. Last Friday and Saturday, I attended a 2-day RRCA-running coach course out in Santa Monica, CA. The instructor was Randy Accetta Ph.D., Director of education for RRCA. He was very funny and made the weekend fly by. Those 2 days were packed with so much running knowledge and I loved every second of it! So, the next steps I need to take in order to officially be a certified running coach with the RRCA are: complete and pass with 85% or higher the 100 question online test, get First Aid/CPR certification (which I have already signed up for) and liability insurance. Once I complete all these I will be about to officially start coaching runners! I am so excited with this new aspect of my life. My goal is to complete everything by the end of this month and then start creating possible services I will provide,  getting all the logistics sorted out and then start marketing myself.

I do have one small favor to ask of you. I have a very short survey that I would be ever so grateful if you filled out for me. There are only about 10 questions or so. I want to start collecting data to help formulate my programs I will be offering. Thank you!!

{the answers are anonymous, so I don’t know who or how you responded:) }

Here is the link to the survey:

http://goo.gl/forms/8kZLoEeakE

Question(s) for you, the reader!

Have you heard of the Road Runners Club of America group?

Are you a RRCA-certified running coach? If yes, have you started your own running coach business after you became certified?

How have you been doing? What have you been up to? If you have a blog, leave the address in the comments. I want to get back to reading blogs!

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WIAW# 22: What I actually ate edition!

Hi everyone!

Okay, this is going to be a super fast post, probably the quickest post you will ever see from me. I think?

I’m linking up with Jenn @ Peas and Crayons in her weekly WIAW series, where bloggers share what they eat.

I know I haven’t posted any food-related pictures in a long time. I’m sure you are all wondering what I have been eating. No? You haven’t? What?! You actually have a life?? That makes this a little awkward then….Well, I will show you what I ate anyway. Be warned, it involves a lot of coffee and this was a slow day in the coffee department.

WIAW #22 What I actually ate edition!

 

This is everything I ate on Monday.  I had a little more dairy than I wanted to. Normally I try to limit my dairy consumption because too much, gives me tummy troubles.

WIAW #22 What I actually ate edition!

Breakfast: multiple cups of coffee w/ half & half + 1 whole avocado w/ Himalayan salt

mid-morning coffee (coffee break #1): Starbucks- triple shot of espresso w/ cream and caramel all over ice

mid-morning snack: Brookside chocolate blueberry —I am currently obsessed with. I don’t even want to tell you how many bags I go through in a week……Yes, I said bags!

Lunch: deli meat-chicken and roast beef w/ homemade coleslaw (Paleo), red onion, Paleo mayo and Bubbies pickles wrapped up in an iceberg lettuce leaf.

mid-afternoon coffee break #2: homemade latte made with my NESPRESSO.

Dinner: Paleo BBQ beef (used Against all grains’ bbq seasoning and sauce) + baked sweet potato + homemade coleslaw

Pre-bedtime snack:**not pictured** Iced Chai tea latte (made at home-used Tazo pre-made chai concentrate and milk)

 

There you have it! Nothing too fancy. Not perfect but, I’m not looking for perfect. {more to come about that in another post}

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A serious question: coffee or tea?

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{Primal/Paleo/whole foods} Food Prep + Meal Planning week of: 1/11-1/17/15

Hellloooooooooo  {{{in my best Jerry Seinfeld voice}}}

I know. It’s been an eternity since I have sat in front of my computer and actually spent time writing to you all. I missed you! Did you miss me?? I won’t be offended if you didn’t. It’s okay, I forgive you:) Moving on….now that I made things totally awkward. I am finally back with my weekly food prep/meal planning posts that I used to do many moons ago. This time the format will be a little different. I won’t go into as much detail regarding the food prep. I will still list all the food prep for the week to get you started but, I won’t include MY own food prep pictures because honestly, as I write this I haven’t even done any food prep yet. These weekly posts will be published on either Saturday or Sunday for the coming week. You can expect to see the following: list of food prep ideas, breakfast/lunch/dinner/etc meal ideas and maybe a recipe or two.

Here we go..

For those of you who are new followers of my blog:

  • Most of my recipes that you will find on here will be based around Paleo-living. I do eat some dairy (half & half, milk, cheese) and white rice once or twice a week.
  • Majority of the recipes will be: egg-free, gluten-free, soy-free, corn-free, refined sugar-free, diary-free and grain-free (except for rice that may pop up here and there).

 

Food Prep and meal planning: 1/11-1/17/15

 

Breakfast:

  • baked or diced and roasted sweet potatoes + apple cinnamon breakfast sausage + avocado
  • any leftovers from dinner

Lunch:

  • deli meat roll-ups (Applegate brand-chicken, turkey, ham)
  • tuna (Wild Planet brand) salad {tuna, mashed with avocado + minced red onions, parsley and diced pickles (Bubbies brand)}
  • cranberry chicken salad (The Paleo Kitchen) —{basically dried cranberries + diced nuts of choice + diced green apple + Paleo mayo (don’t use store-bought, make your own please.)} Use this recipe and an IMMERSION BLENDER! —>>>http://theclothesmakethegirl.com/2010/06/03/the-secret-to-homemade-mayo-patience/

Dinner:

  • Chicken stir-fry w/ white rice OR cauli”rice” (see below for how I made this super easy meal)
  • Bolognese sauce (aka meat sauce) over carrot “noodles”* OR zoodles –>recipe for zoodles here.
  • lemon rosemary whole roasted chicken (The Paleo Kitchen) w/ baked sweet potatoes
  • chicken zoodle soup (The Paleo Kitchen) I couldn’t find the recipe online for the one I follow out of The Paleo Kitchen’s cookbook but, here is one that is similar—>http://vahuntergatherers.com/2013/09/04/chicken-zoodle-soup/

*julienne carrots–dry saute in a pan, add minced garlic, light drizzle of olive oil to finish it.

Sides/sauces/etc:

  • “pickled” beets (see recipe below)
  • Paleo mayo

Food Prep:

  1. Make a batch of white rice or cauli “rice”
  2. roast chicken before making the chicken soup—will need the chicken carcass to make the bone broth for the soup. *** use the chicken carcass along with any giblets and any extra goodies that are in the chicken–> http://nomnompaleo.com/post/3615609338/slow-cooker-beef-bone-broth
  3. roast beets
  4. bake sweet potatoes
  5. make chicken bone broth

 

 

Food Prep and meal planning: 1/11-1/17/15

Ingredients:

  • cooked chicken breast
  • veggies (I used some frozen veggies from Costco)
  • stir-fry sauce (Check ingredients!—I use this brand since I am able to identify all the ingredients!)
  • cooked white rice or cauli “rice”

Instructions:

  1. steam the veggies until fork tender.
  2. add cooked chicken and sauce in with the veggies.
  3. stir to combine.
  4. Serve along side rice!

 

“Pickled” beets:

If you like those pickled beets you get in a can at the store then you will love these. These “pickled” beets are even better!

  • red beets
  • balsamic vinegar
  • Himalayan salt

Instructions:

  1. rinse outside of beets.
  2. place each whole beet in its own individual foil “purse”
  3. drizzle each beet with olive oil, close foil together.
  4. place all “purses” into roasting pan or other baking pan.
  5. roast for 90 mins or until fork-tender.
  6. let beets cool before handling.
  7. once cool, peel beets and thinly slice them horizontally.
  8. place beets in large glass bowl, sprinkle with salt and generous amount of balsamic vinegar.
  9. toss to coat evenly.
  10. enjoy at any point. I found the longer they sit in the vinegar in the fridge the tastier they are.

 

That wraps up today’s post! See you next time!! Hopefully sooner rather later:)

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