Postpartum thyroiditis

I’m sharing this in hopes that it will help other new moms and raise awareness/educate. When Amelia turned 3 months old, I began losing my hair in clumps. Postpartum hair loss, right? That happens. I also began to lose weight. Due to breastfeeding and being so busy maybe? I was fatigued, I was weak, and I had heart palpitations. My family noticed that I was “spacey” and zoned out a lot. I would forget what I was saying at times and would literally lose my train of thought. I thought that this was simply “pregnancy brain” that had continued on post pregnancy.

In February, matters got much worse. I found myself at urgent care twice in one week. I spiked a fever of 104, my body was incredibly weak and achy, I had hot and cold flashes like no other, i had tremors and I was disoriented. Every time I went to stand up, I almost passed out. At urgent care, I was told I had mastitis, despite not having any symptoms of it. I followed up with my regular doctor the next week, and they did blood work. I was referred to an endocrinologist because they discovered I had hyperthyroidism.

When I went to the endocrinologist she explained to me that my levels were through the roof and dangerously high. The sickness I experienced the week before was most likely a condition called “thyroid storm”, which is unusual yet can be life threatening. I was urged that if I ever experience any of those symptoms again, to go to the emergency room immediately. The diagnosis based on my blood work results was postpartum thyroiditis, something I had never even heard of. Postpartum thyroiditis is rare and affects around 5% of women after birth. I will have to get routine blood work and be watched closely. It is likely that my levels will return to normal on their own after about 12-18 months.

The moral of the story, is to listen to your body. Listen to your family, they know you best. My symptoms mimicked regular postpartum events, which is why I dismissed it at first. If you don’t feel just right, get checked out. There could be something very serious going on within your body. When in doubt, get checked out!

Embrace each stage

I can’t wait to have this baby. She kicks me in the ribs all day long and it’s hard for me to get comfortable. I can’t wait to be able to sleep on my stomach again. I also cannot wait to have my body back, to myself

⁃ I miss being pregnant so much. I always knew she was safe. I protected her, I knew where she was at all times. She was with me. I miss the kicks, yes I even miss the jabs to the ribs. I miss watching my body change and watching my belly grow

I can’t wait to get out of the hospital and go back home. I had her, now I want to be back home…so we can start our lives as a little family. I’m tired of these nurses coming in and checking on me. I’m tired of this uncomfortable bed

⁃ I miss the first few hours of her life. When everything was new, when the nurse would roll her into me after I got a few hours of sleep. When I was learning how to be a mom. I miss the visitors…the flowers and the “congratulations” or “it’s a girl” balloons that filled the room. I miss the newness. I miss her being so tiny

I can’t wait until I’m done breastfeeding. Dang, does it hurt in the beginning. You know, no one tells you about the pain. I can’t wait to eat and drink whatever I want. I can’t wait to no longer have to pump while I’m at work. Breastfeeding is a lot of work…

⁃ I can’t believe she never wants to nurse anymore. She’s only interested in solids now. I can’t believe I put away my pump today, after using it multiple times daily for a year. I miss being able to feed my baby, I miss the connection, the way she would look at me or how she would hold my finger. I felt pride in knowing that I was nourishing and helping my baby grow

Ugh…I’m so exhausted…why can’t you just sleep? You’ve already woken up three times…cmon I just fed you. Momma is tired I need sleep

⁃ God, I miss those middle of the night feedings. She was so small and so dependent on me. All she needed was her momma to rock her and she was back to sleep…the dim light from the nightlight shining on her little face. Now she sleeps soundly through the night….no longer needing her momma to help get her back to sleep. I miss the nights she slept next to me in the bassinet, now she’s a big girl in her own room and her own crib. Her own space…

Another poopy diaper? I just changed you! Diapers are expensive. You’re so wiggly, stay still so I can change you!

⁃ I miss those tiny diapers, the smell of them…fresh, baby powder scent. I miss the way she would kick her legs when I changed her. Those chubby thighs I would admire each time I changed her…

More spit up! It’s all over you, it’s all over me, it even got on the carpet. I reek of milk and spit up, now I’ve got to change. I’m going to be late to work!

⁃ I miss when the worst of my worries was spit up. I’ve got to clean the car seat now, you threw up all over it today on the way to daycare. How am I supposed to get this out? Ewww

Every time I put you down you cry! I just want to get the dishes and the laundry done. But every time I try to put you down you whine for me to pick you back up

⁃ Looking back, I realize that the dishes and the laundry were fine waiting. The times that you wanted me to hold you all day are no longer. You prefer to sit on the floor and play with your toys now. I miss when you would nestle into me and fall asleep in my arms as soon as I picked you up

Some of these moments and thoughts I have experienced, some I haven’t….yet. My point is, embrace each chapter in your life. Be present, be truly present. You may think better days are on the horizon, but you will miss what you had ❤️ live each moment to its fullest!

It’s the most wonderful time of the year

I love Christmas and the whole holiday season. My family jokes that I have “O.C.D.” , obsessive Christmas disorder. I love the feel of this time of year. I love the kind spirit, the giving, the music, the lights, the traditions, the family time, the coziness, the warm feeling it brings. I always decorate for Christmas the day after Halloween, which many say I’m crazy for. But I like to enjoy it all for as long as possible! When do you decorate for the holidays? By the way, no I do not forget about Thanksgiving and I still very much celebrate it (hello leggings and an oversized sweater to hide the copious amounts of food I consume)

Warm up with this PSL

Today in Upstate New York it is a chilly morning, with a high of 28 degrees. To warm up this morning I had my own cheaper version of a pumpkin spice latte. Coffee, pumpkin spice creamer, whipped cream and cinnamon. Now, I know that creamer isn’t the healthiest thing in the world & because I have coffee every morning, I’ve tried many creamers to try to find a healthier alternative that I actually like. I’ve had no success. Does anyone have any healthy alternatives to creamer? I need sweetness and I need flavor. Until then, I’ll stick with my unhealthy creamer because coffee that tastes good is life and is an essential. I hope everyone has a good day, happy Friday! Ps. What is it about cute mugs that make your coffee taste that much better? Haha! #momlifeAD367860-3347-4233-868C-69E65C9D5BF6.jpeg

Morning oatmeal bowl

Each morning I have a big bowl of oatmeal. What I add to my oatmeal depends on the day and what I’m feeling like having, as well as on the season. For example, in the oatmeal bowl pictured above I added puréed pumpkin and pumpkin seeds for the fall season. It’s my current favorite!

In the summer, I add a lot of fresh berries to my oatmeal bowl such as blueberries, raspberries, or blackberries. I have also added some toasted coconut to my oatmeal bowl before. Yum!

I love oatmeal bowls because they’re healthy, keep me full, and are versatile! You can really add whatever you’d like! The combinations and options are plentiful, therefore, I don’t get bored with it. I actually look forward to breakfast every morning.

Once I had my daughter and began breastfeeding, my love for oatmeal grew because it helps with milk supply. I also added other certain ingredients to increase my milk supply. Those ingredients were ground flax seed meal, brewers yeast, and cinnamon.

Oatmeal: oatmeal is a good source of iron. Sometimes mommas are anemic or have low iron levels which can result in a decreased milk supply, so it makes sense that eating something high in iron might increase milk supply in some women. Oatmeal is also full of fiber which provides energy and helps keep you full longer! You don’t want to use instant oats or quick oats because they are more processed. I use old fashioned oats or steel cut oats, depending on what I have in my pantry at the time.

Ground flax seed meal: flax seed has phytoestrogens which can influence breast milk production. It also contains essential fatty acids.

Brewers yeast: brewers yeast is a supplement that supports lactation and helps moms make more breast milk. The protein, iron, and B vitamins in brewers yeast may help to fight off fatigue and the baby blues which is an added bonus!

Cinnamon: cinnamon helps to increase the flow of mothers milk

Recipe for the oatmeal bowl pictured above:

  • 1/2 cup of oatmeal
  • 1 cup water

^ microwave for 2 1/2 minutes and then add:

  • Teaspoon of honey (add less or add more, depending on sweetness preference)
  • Teaspoon of brewers yeast (has a strong taste)
  • Sprinkled cinnamon
  • Sprinkled ground flax seed meal
  • A few tablespoons of pumpkin purée
  • A handful of pumpkin seeds

5 things to tell your child in the midst of tragedy

As I watch the news and then look down at my one month old that is so cozily nestled in my arms, I find myself at a loss of words. 

You turn on the news or look online and you’re flooded with negativity, more examples of the human race working against one another instead of working together. More hatred, more separation amongst races, more mass shootings, more innocent children dying, more separation amongst political parties, amongst other nations…more important laws, pacts and agreements dissipated. 

Very seldom do you see images and hear stories of individuals embracing each other’s differences. There’s more tearing each other down than building each other up. Very seldom do you see positive stories in the media, instead it’s flooded with negative stories – more hatred, more violence, more of a divide. 

How do you explain to a child that there are bad people who will do horrible things whenever, and wherever, even in churches and at concerts? How do you explain to them that the reason you’re so worried every time they leave your sight is because you truly just never know…you never know when or where another act of terror may occur. 

When the time comes and my child asks me difficult questions about difficult situations going on in the world, I will remind my child that in the midst of tragedy, always remember these things:

1. Look for the good: typically, in any news story or images from a tragic event there is a “hero”, an individual who is helping, an individual who is doing whatever they can to improve the negative situations of others. Focus on that. Find hope in the stories of strangers helping strangers. 

2. Be a do gooder: help others whenever you can, always go above and beyond to do the right thing. The human race needs to come together as one more than ever before. Be apart of bringing people together instead of bringing them farther apart. Remember this quote: “If you’re not making someone else’s life better than you’re wasting your time”

3. Don’t let the negativity in the world prevent you from living your life. Don’t let those causing the fear, “win”. Don’t give them that satisfaction. Be cautious, yes. But don’t let the negativity stop you from living your life

4. Always choose kindness: kindness goes a far way. Do small things that make people smile, laugh and feel good. To you it may be minimal but to the person, it may make their day. In times of stress and of sadness, making someone smile goes a long way

5. Have faith and dig deep: dig deep within yourself and find the positivity. Have hope. Remind yourself that there is always room for change and improvement…always room for the world to sway in the right direction. Room for a change in leadership, change in laws or polices, room for a change in the way people treat one another

Sunday sentiments 

It’s amazing how you can so quickly miss something that you were “so done with” just a month ago. I miss feeling her little kicks, I miss feeling her hiccups, I miss having her close to me at all times. I knew she was comfortable and that she was safe. As much as I love having her here and in my arms, I so miss her being able to hear my heartbeat from the inside ❤️