Tongue Ties, Milk Supply, and Frenectomies…Oh My.

Remember when I promised you guys a kitchen update, but also mentioned I’d had some sudden milk supply issues? Well, kitchen update is on hold because I threw out the need to finish up the cabinets to focus on feeding Peter and figuring out why he wasn’t gaining as much weight as he needed to. And it was a stressful week, but one I learned a lot from. Then we went on a family vacation to the Oregon coast, and so now I’m back…with an update on the breastfeeding sitch, a couple posts in the hopper, and hopefully cabinet hardware arriving this week so I can finish up this kitchen project and show you pictures.

Okay, let’s back up. Since birth Peter’s spit up a good amount and was fussy and colicky, but he was growing beautifully, so I wasn’t too concerned about the reflux and figured that I would attempt to eliminate the triggers of his colic and reflux before medicating him. I went off every food that could possibly have irritated him, without much improvement. A few days before his 2 month appointment, my mom was over and I was at my breaking point: Peter had been screaming for days on end, it seemed. So I called our pediatrician and asked what our options were. They prescribed baby Zantac, and he was, I thought, a happier baby. He still spit up a ton, but he wasn’t arching as much while eating.  His colic was improving with age and the use of a daily probiotic drop, so the fussiness was less – but I knew reflux was still at play. Somewhere around 3 1/2 months, I felt like he was spitting up more and more. Everyone always says that it looks like more than it is, but I felt like he was spitting up significant portions of each feeding. He was also a fussy eater again – he ate quickly and then screamed, and then spit-up. Classic reflux baby, but we were treating it. Anyway, I expected his weight gain to have slowed, but since he was packing it on in his first two months of life, it didn’t cross my mind he’d be dropping growth channels.

So, at his 4 month appointment three weeks ago, I was expecting him to be around 13.5 pounds when his previous chunking would have indicated he’d be about 14 pounds – and he clocked in at 12lb 3 oz. I was horrified. I immediately blamed myself and my milk supply – it was my fault because I’d been working out and eating clean. Our pediatrician was out of town, so we were seeing our practice’s very thorough PA. Before I continue, let me say I totally understand where our PA was coming from in this story – she’s a medical professional and she wants to see babies growing. I tend to be pretty calm about medical stuff – I rarely take my kids to the doctor when they’re sick because I know that a virus is a virus. I don’t call for every fever, we use a lot of natural home remedies for comfort and let fevers and viruses run their course. But, I usually choose appointments with this PA when we’re trying to diagnose something outside of a well check – Nell’s GI issues, for example, because I know she won’t say, “Let’s wait and see what happens in a week.” When I get to the point  with an illness or dilemma where I decide we need a doctor’s visit, I want to know we’re going to examine every option. But for well-checks, I tend to prefer to see our pediatrician since she’s a little more on my level in terms of  remaining calm. But anyway, we saw the PA, and she was very concerned about Peter’s very slow weight gain (he did gain, just slowly). And I was a hot mess. Now, having seen our PA with all three of my kids, I think I can say at this point that she’s not the most pro-breastfeeding – the practice itself is, but this particular individual wants hard numbers, which breastfeeding doesn’t readily supply. At every single appointment during the year I nurse my babies, her first question is “How many ounces are you pumping?” – even when my one month old is growing beautifully and gaining growth channels. When I tell her I’m not pumping, she asks me to start pumping once a day so she has a number to go off of. I always say, “I pump when I need a bottle”. Her recommendation was to exclusively pump for every feeding so that I knew exactly how much milk he was getting and to supplement him with formula to fatten him up.

Now, I firmly believe that asking a mom to exclusively pump to see if she’s providing enough milk to her child is a sure fire way to get the mom to stop breastfeeding. I know that one of the ways moms – especially first time moms – are told to help bring their milk in is by pumping. I was told the exact same thing with Thomas, and I spent the first month of his life obsessing over how many drops of milk drip-drop-drip-drop-drip-dropped into those damn Medela vials.  Because breast pumps suck. And pumping is stressful. And I know for a fact that if I had to exclusively pump, I’d struggle to provide my children with breastmilk for the first year of their life. I’d try, but I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t go well. When I was working when Thomas was a baby, I had to pump three times during the day and twice after he went to bed in order to make enough milk for his bottles at daycare the next day – if I’d had to pump for all his feedings, I would have been pumping all day. I have many friends who have determined their milk supply by how much they pump, and quit before their babies are a month old because they aren’t producing enough milk. I also know there are circumstances where moms don’t produce enough milk, but generally speaking, I think that the United States is a little broken in how they approach breastfeeding and babies and weight gain.

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Obviously there was a weight gain issue for Peter – his reflux was part of it, he was spitting up a good portion of feedings, and luckily, he performed his spit-up routine in the office so the PA could see just how much he does spit-up. We switched his reflux medication from Zantac to Prevacid which made a difference in his spitting up and demeanor. But, we did pre- and post- feeding weights at that appointment, and he was only taking about an ounce during each feeding. Which brought milk supply issues to the forefront. So I panicked. I posted here and you guys were awesome. I posted on instagram and you guys were awesome. And then, when my friend who’s working towards her IBCLC certification got back from her family vacation, I called her and she came running over to my house.  Where she told me everything I needed to hear:  That this is not my fault. That eating a healthy diet and exercising do not affect milk supply – that my body would starve itself before it stopped producing milk and to not stop taking care of myself as a result of this. Then she told me that I have successfully breastfed two babies, plus Peter for 4 months, and I can get my milk supply back up. It will take work, but I can do it. She watched Peter eat, she witnessed his fussiness and agreed he wasn’t taking a full feeding, checked his latch (which looked fine) and told me to go to a breastfeeding group lead by a lactation consultant she really respects for pre- and post- feeding weights, and more ideas, because she wanted me armed with numbers information when we went back to Peter’s weight check the next week.

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So, the breastfeeding group was great, and the lactation consultant was amazing – encouraging and logical, which not all are. She spent a lot of time with Peter and me – at this point I’d been pumping after every feeding for a week, so my milk supply was much better than it was a week before, but Peter was still not taking a full feeding, and still screaming afterwards. She watched him eat and thought his latch looked fine, but because of his screaming and the fact that he wasn’t taking a full feeding, she checked him for a tongue tie: and he was indeed tongue tied. I was shocked. Peter was my best nurser from birth, and I couldn’t believe it would take 4 months for the signs to show up. She explained lots of possible scenarios to me, but the long story short was: get the tongue tie clipped, get my milk supply back up, and feed the hungry baby. She sent me off with a plan for continuing to improve my milk supply by pumping 2 – 3 times a day – such a relief after pumping after every feeding – and a baby weight gain plan which included supplementing Peter with 2-4 ounces of the pumped milk (or formula if necessary) 2-3 times a day until his tongue tie was clipped so he could nurse more efficiently. The next day, thanks to my milk supply rebounding due to all the pumping, and the bottle supplementation of the pumped milk, Peter was up 8 ounces, up a growth channel, and we had an appointment for his frenectomy the following day.

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The frenectomy was simple and done with a laser in a pediatric dentist’s office. It took a couple of days for him to start using his tongue, and we were on our way off to Oregon for vacation, but a few days into vacation I noticed that he was eating much longer and I could actually see his tongue when he was eating.   This whole ordeal also took place during a huge developmental period for most babies, and his fussiness has been better over the last few days since that  developmental period has past, as well. And that’s where we’re at: Feeding Pete’s still a priority, but he’s continuing to catch up on weight gain – gaining just under an ounce a day (Pediatrician wants to see 1/2 an ounce a day so he’s currently over achieving), and is generally happier. And I’ve got a few gray hairs, now.

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Updates

It’s been so long since I posted last that I figured I might as well throw a smorgasbord post at you so that I can get caught up and move on :) . So, here’s what’s happening at the McKevitt house these days:

 

1. We’re painting the kitchen cabinets. I will share a post with all the photos and my method and products when it’s done. We’re hoping to have the kitchen all put back together for Peter’s Baptism on Saturday, so hopefully I’ll have afters for you next week. But here are couple in progress shots I shared on instagram:

2. We went to my aunt’s lake house in the mountains for the Fourth of July. It was about 10 degrees cooler there than in Denver, which was awesome. We kayaked, lounged, read and relaxed as much as you can when you have three children 4 & under around.

 

3. I’ve been dealing with a sudden milk supply issue – I’ve barely pumped since Peter was born because I didn’t need to – he was a great eater in the beginning, and I’ve always offered him full feeds. But at his 4 month appointment the numbers showed that he’d gained very slowly over the last month. I’m frustrated – Peter’s reflux has him not taking full feedings – he often pulls off when I know there’s still milk available, which I’m sure has affected my milk supply. I’ve been eating really clean and working out, which I’m sure has also had an impact, but I also am not willing to throw the hard work I’ve done to get back to feeling like me out the window. Shouldn’t I be able to eat healthfully and still breastfeed my baby for a year? But, I’m committed to figuring it out. If you have any (semi-clean) milk supply boosters, send them my way, I need to fatten my baby boy up.

That’s all I can come up with for now! I’ll be back next week hopefully with a kitchen post!

One Year Later House Tour: Breakfast Nook and Dresser as Dining Buffet

It’s kitchen season over here. 3 years ago at this time, I was just getting started on transforming our old builder grade kitchen into my dream kitchen (painted cabinets, Silestone Marengo countertops, DIY Subway Tile backsplash). And as soon as we wrap up Thomas’s birthday, I’m doing the same at our new house. Well, I’m starting on cabinet prep this week. I think B and I would both like to replace the countertops and we’d really love to install a single basin sink like we did at our last house, but our granite counters here, while not my favorite material (I’m a Quartz over granite girl any day), are fine so we’re going to keep them for the foreseeable future. But before we get to the kitchen redo, let’s talk about the breakfast nook.

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Since we moved in, I’ve been on the hunt for an old dresser to use as a buffet and storage in the bay window of our breakfast nook. I’ve hunted Craigslist, thrift stores, antique stores and garage sales for a year with no luck. We’ve had an ektorp bookcase we used in the basement at our old house in the bay window for the last six months as a place holder (mostly because once we moved it out of our dining room, we didn’t have another place for it and the bay window was open). And then, just last weekend, I was out for a run with Thomas (on his bike) and I spotted a dresser in a garage sale two blocks from our house that I thought would be perfect for my vision. It wasn’t old, but it had drawers and doors like I’d hoped and I loved the bead board character of it. And it was chippy enough thanks to living in a house with 3 kids for several few years to pass as older. And I figure after it lives in my house with 3 kids for many, it will look even chippier. It had a broken leg, which I knew we could fix, so it was $15. Done and dusted. Thomas and I sprinted home and sent B with my car to load it in – he was questioning my vision for sure, but he will be the first to tell you that he’s learned over the years to just let me work with my visions because they usually work out, and when they don’t, I figure something out.

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My instinct was to paint the dresser a bright color, but since it was already chippy white, I decided to move it into the kitchen and see how I felt about the white. And I’m really liking it – it’s easy on the eye and allows other colors to pop off of it – like the happy birthday banner that’s currently living on it because it’s birthday season here at imperfect.

 

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The buffet is currently acting as my coffee station – I couldn’t stand having the Keurig taking up my precious counter space, so I moved it to the buffet and it’s working perfectly. I held out on the Keurig for so long due to the cost of the pods and the fact that they aren’t recyclable, but my parents gave me this ‘lil guy for Christmas last year, and with a reusable, refillable cup, it’s super convenient. My reusuable Keurig cup and Dunkin’ Donuts coffee lives in the top drawer so everything’s close at hand. And post Whole30, I enjoy my coffee black, so I grab it straight from the Keurig and head straight to the back patio in the mornings before the kids are up to breathe in the cool morning air and have some me-time.

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I love how the breakfast nook is coming together. The DIY painted industrial pendant plays nicely with the wood and metal tones on the table and chairs, and with the buffet being white, it doesn’t compete for attention. I like an element of surprise in every room – whether it’s an antique piece in an otherwise new furniture room, or a pop of color amongst my normal white and gray and wood tones, I think having something that’s us but not expected helps to inject our personalities into each room, and makes the difference, for our family at least, between a house and our home.

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1 Year Later House Tour: Gallery Wall

In our house, there’s a long hallway at the back of the house – it takes you from the powder room, by the office on your right and living room on your left, through the family room and into the kitchen. And it’s the perfect place for a gallery wall.

I love our family gallery wall.  There are times when I’m tempted to make it more eclectic -  mix it up and add some barn board frames and a few funky elements. And someday I might. But for now, it makes a big statement, and the black frames help ground it for me.

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The gallery wall hasn’t changed much since we put it up – I’ve mixed in some different pictures but kept the layout the same. I try to keep our family wall current, while also representing our family at different phases of our lives. The pictures move in and out of the frames a lot.

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Our console table houses a drop basket for keys and wallets and sunglasses, a Christmas cactus that was grown from a clipping of my great-Grandmother’s Christmas cactus, library books (just because I can keep them all together there) and a big basket for snuggly blankets.

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It’s not a fancy, staged vignette, but it’s our real life, and it works for our family.

Adventures in Budgeting: Making the Leap to One Income

In October of last year, after years of working in some capacity after having kids, we made the jump to being a one income family. There were a lot of reasons for the jump, and I know that this topic can get touchy, so all I will say is that every family needs to do what is right for them in the moment, with the understanding that what is right for your family very likely may change on any given day. On paper, it was really hard for us to make the leap from a dual income family to one income. The logical part of my mind thought that B’s income had to completely replace mine before we could take this step, but as you’ll read, we have made it work with some diligent budgeting, foregoing some unnecessary expenses, and a commitment to frequent conversations about how the budget and our current setup is working for our family.

 

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1 Year Later House Tour: Living Room

We’ve been in our house for a whole year. It’s flown by but at the same time SO much has happened here that it feels like home. I mentioned on Instagram this week that I thought we’d have done a lot more (ahem…paint those darn oak cabinets!) by the 1 year mark, but that we were kind of assuming that it would take a few months after I weaned Nell to get pregnant with #3 and we’d have a 3rd June birthday. But, turns out I didn’t need to wean Nell at all to get pregnant with #3 (I don’t think I’ve ever shared the story of the crazy week we found out Peter was on his way…I’ll do that someday. It’s a good tale.), so the 2013 summer of cabinet painting and neutralizing rooms with paint I had planned got put on the back-burner. Happily!

But, shortly after Peter was born, my mom was over one day and we decided to paint the Living Room. Well, one of us painted while the other bounced a colicky and refluxy Peter up and down for hours on end. One would wonder why we didn’t just wait on that. It was the second to last room to get painted in our house, but the first one you see when you walk through the door. Let’s take a look. Oh, but first, let me apologize for taking pictures at night. I have 3 children under the age of 4…the only time the house is the least bit tidy is at night when they are all tucked away sleeping soundly in their beds.

Here’s the view as you walk into our house. You walk into a long hallway that’s basically the living room on your right and our dining room is to your left. A formal living room was on my must-have list when we were searching for houses. At our old house, there was one snowy Easter when no one left because they all wanted to watch the Master’s and my mom and I ended up upstairs cleaning my bathrooms because the downstairs was totally monopolized by people intently watching golf, and there was no other place to escape to for chat. So a living room and a family room were on my must-have list. But I swore we wouldn’t treat it like a formal room that no one ever uses. We use this room daily.

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Standing at the stairs and looking back to the front of the house:

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I painted the back of my front door black a couple weeks ago. As I was standing in line to buy the paint, I told myself, “This is a terrible idea.” It was messy, and getting it to look brush stroke free was hard. And it still needs to be sanded and given a finishing coat if it’s going to stay – but I’m undecided. B came home and I was covered in black paint. He asked what I was painting and I kind of grimaced. I showed him the door, and he said, “What color was it before?” So I decided I didn’t need to immediately paint it white again, I have some time to think about it. All of our trim needs to be repainted, too. We’ll get there. Someday.

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A few months ago, we moved the slipcovered ottoman back downstairs from our bedroom. We’d had the kids play table serving as the coffee table, but I was over that look, and in a rearranging frenzy one day, I decided to kick the beloved big green chair to the play room and keep this room airy and light. And bring back my signature green ottoman. It made the space feel way more “us”:

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I moved the play table to the far wall. The play table is necessary.   We color there. We do preschool homework there (oh yes…preschool homework). We play restaurant there. Nell occasionally dances on the table there. Thomas frequently tells Nell that tables are not for dancing on there. It’s a circus, my friends. Oh, and I don’t worry at all about the compartments underneath being neat. Well, for awhile I tried, but then I decided it was a waste of time.

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My least favorite thing about our house has become one of my favorites. This arched cutout is not my thing. I like architectural features that mean something – not weird cutouts just for the sake of doing something different. But a lot of houses in our area have them. My hilarious sister-in-law calls them “Crap Catchers” – and that’s 100% what this ledge/cutout functions as. A crap catcher. From the moment we moved in, I’d been on the hunt for a giant old window to hang in this ridiculous space. I had to go into college rival enemy territory (Fort Collins) to find one, but find it I did. I gave it a quick coat of white paint with Miss Mustard Seed’s Milk Paint, and then it sat in our living room for months before I finally coerced B to hang it right after Christmas. And I love it.

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My old window is fun – I like that it adds history to an otherwise meh architectural feature. Whose history? No clue…but it had a history in a house in a town that B and I will not pay for college educations in. Unless the kids want to be veterinarians. Then we’ll discuss a Colorado State education. I digress. I will say, the crap catcher is fun to decorate for holidays – and my window just adds to the fun. I love to hang happy garland from it. This garland was put up to celebrate B finishing his Master’s degrees but staying up to celebrate summer and the two kids birthdays that are quickly approaching, and you better believe I’ve got something patriotic in mind as soon as the June birthdays are over. I can’t wait to deck that window out at Christmas. But, lest you think that hanging a window prevented me from using this as a crap catcher, think again. It loves to hold outlet covers when I’m painting (and paint cans and water bottles and a host of other crap). And Thomas’s lego creations. And I frequently lose my sunglasses and phone to the crap catcher.

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So, that’s our living room as it stands today. I’d love to switch out the curtains and replace the leaning bookshelf with something more in line with our “urban cottage” vibe, and that will all happen in good time. But for now, it’s a fun, casual space. Not the least bit formal. And it’s my favorite place to hang with Peter in the early morning  with the windows open, just having coffee talk with my baby boy.

Losing It: 30 Day Shred After Pregnancy, Clean Eating and Moral Support

Okay, fitness and healthy living post coming at you. A little backstory:  When I got pregnant with Thomas, I was at my “happy weight”. I gained 22 pounds during my pregnancy and lost 18 of those by my 6 week postpartum checkup. I fluctuated over the next 9 months back to my pre-pregnancy weight and up to that 4 pound above mark, which I was fine with. When Thomas was 8 months old I did the 30 Day Shred every day to tone up and loved the results – I didn’t drastically change my eating (but tried to be conscious of making good choices). When he was 10 months old, a lot of crap happened all at once and I just stopped working out and started eating like crap. When I got pregnant with Nell when Thomas was 15 months old, I was 10 pounds above my pre-pregnancy weight. I gained 22 pounds during that pregnancy as well and lost all of them by my 6 week postpartum checkup, and lost the 10 stress pounds by the time she was 6 months old. So, when I got pregnant with Peter, I was back at my “happy” weight. And I fully expected to gain 22 pounds and lose them by my 6 week postpartum check. Ha. Ha. Ha. I gained TWICE what I gained in my previous pregnancies, had a 6 day period where, I kid you not, four people asked me if I was having twins when I about lost my mind (some people just don’t think), and though I was down 20 pounds by my 6 week check-up, I was not feeling great about the fact that I had no clothes that fit and that three people in the first three weeks after Peter was born asked me when I was due. “Um, he’s 3 weeks old.” I didn’t even enjoy watching the back pedaling “Oh, I didn’t even look at you, I just hadn’t heard the baby had been born!” take place. Yeah, right.

So, needless to say, I had some work to do. At 4 weeks postpartum, with my OB’s guidance that I should workout as much as I felt up for, I was down 20 pounds with 25 to go, and started the 30 Day Shred. And I started to feel strong again right away. I love and hate the 30 Day Shred workout – the repetitiveness can get really old, but the workouts are effective and the 25 minute thing is key for a busy mom. I did most of my workouts after T and Nell were in bed and while B was hanging out with Peter, and as Peter started to sleep a bit more and his colic and reflux started to get under control, I was able to workout more during naptimes. And while I definitely felt stronger, and noticed muscle and toning, I didn’t notice any change on the scale, which was frustrating. I felt strong and lost 5 pounds in the first 25 days and a couple inches, but for the work I was putting in, I wasn’t seeing the results I wanted to see.

I think, in retrospect I was suffering from a little bit of baby blues all along, but between Peter’s 7th and 9th weeks we had some really tough days over here. Peter’s reflux and colic were bad and he screamed all day every day. And finally, I just started crying in the shower one day. And then I realized why: I love hanging out with my kids. I love playing games with them, getting down on their level and learning with them, but since Peter had been born, all I could do was hold a baby who didn’t feel well. And since my older kids weren’t getting the individual attention they were used to, they were pretty tough, too. And, because I was exhausted and my patience was low, I would snap at them instead of listening to them. It was a vicious cycle. But acknowledging it – to myself and then out loud to B – was what it took to get me back on my feet. B picked up what I couldn’t do when he got home after work – sitting on the floor and playing games with Tom and Nell. I started saying “No” when people asked to come visit when I wasn’t up for company and hoped that people would understand that it wasn’t personal, but it was necessary to my sanity to have some free time. I started taking my mom, mother-in-law and aunt up on their offers to help entertain Thomas and Nell without feeling guilty about it. And I prioritized working out and eating clean (partially to eliminate any trigger foods – other than dairy which I took out of my diet when Peter was 3 weeks old – for Peter but also to reset my body after 9 months of pregnancy. And that – I followed the Whole 30 strictly for 30 days, and am now continuing to eat that way (essentially a slightly stricter Paleo) with the occasional cheat meal – not day.

So, my recap of the 30 day shred: Eating as I normally did and doing the shred, I lost 5 pounds in the first 25 days. I absolutely felt stronger, but I was hoping for more weight loss. As I did the first time around, I loved Level 1, but this time around I really disliked Level 2′s heavy arm work and was better about Level 3′s ab work. However, while I felt stronger, the pounds weren’t melting off. When I started eating clean, I had 5 days left of the shred and lost 7 pounds in those 5 days (honestly, I looked kind of like the before picture until Day 25 when I started my Whole 30). In the last 4 weeks, I’ve lost an additional 8 pounds (only 5 more to go!), started running again, noticed muscles from the 30 Day Shred that I hadn’t seen in a long time, and feel incredibly strong and healthy. I’ve become so much more focused on how I feel than how I look – even clothes that were a little tight when I got pregnant are fitting comfortably now despite the fact that I still have 5 pounds to lose.

30 Day Shred Results

I definitely lost inches doing just the 30 Day Shred and eating as I normally did (I eat pretty clean for my meals, but I had a tendency to snack on un-clean foods), but changing my diet absolutely had the most impact on my results. The 30 Day Shred was a great workout, but this time around, it wasn’t the single answer for me in losing weight. I was doing the 30DS every single day, and I was eating within my calorie limit every single day leading up to the Whole 30, and while I felt stronger, I didn’t see the results I wanted. The picture of me in the coral tank top was the last day of the shred and the 5th day of my Whole 30 – I was already noticing a big change in my body shape just 5 days in – and starting to see those muscles that I’d been building with Jillian over the last 30 days. Because I’m breastfeeding, I’ve still been keeping track of my calories to make sure I’m eating enough on this plan to sustain my milk supply, and I go over my limit most days and still lost 15 pounds.

So, with results like that, it’s hard to go back to eating any other way. Plus? I felt SO SO good during it. I had a Margarita last weekend after the challenge ended and couldn’t sleep that night – I think from sugar – when I had slept like a baby for the entirety of the Whole 30 challenge. My friend Jessica, who runs a motivational fitness challenge group I take part in says something along the lines of it’s 80% what you eat and 20% how you workout, and I couldn’t agree more. I even took pictures of myself in a two piece on Monday and while I’m not going to post pictures of me in my skivvies here, I have to say I was really proud of the way my body looked – but even more importantly, I’m so proud of how healthy and strong I feel!

So now, life after the 30DS and Whole 30. There was a 4 week difference between the middle picture, on the last day of my 30 Day Shred, and the last picture, on the last day of my Whole 30 (which I finished last Friday). As soon as the 30 Day Shred ended, I started the Couch to 5K program. That program has me doing a walk/run hybrid three days a week. Two days a week, I still use the 30DS (and occasionally another video when I just can’t take a day of Jillian) but I alternate through the levels – so on Tuesday I might do Level 3, and on Thursday Level 2, then the next week Level 1 and Level 3 which helps make Jillian more bearable. I do a Yoga DVD or go to Yoga one day a week, and rest one day a week. If I’m feeling up for more or have time on a run day, I add in more cardio or yoga. And I’m starting to feel like an athlete again. I’ve got a month left of the C25K program, but intend to up my cardio a little more in June, too. Now that my Whole 30 is over, I intend to keep eating clean, but allow myself the occasional beer, glass of wine, or dessert (though with dairy out for Peter, there’s not much dessert that appeals to me). I can’t say enough about the Whole 30 – it completely changed the way I approach food, really helped me feel good about myself and my energy during a tough time postpartum, and improved my sleep while I was at it.

*PS – I kind of scoffed at the Whole 30 for a long time, until Claire posted about her experience and results (Part 1 and Part 2). I was pregnant with Peter at the time and filed her posts away to revisit after he was born. Right around the time I’d started my whole 30, Laurel posted that she’d just completed her first one. Her Instagram account has been a huge help to me in coming up with meals for our family and lunches and breakfasts. These two are great resources, check them out! My original 30DS recap is here.

Master Bedroom: New Bedding and Curtains

How’s that for a creative post title? Killing it. We’re coming up on our 1 year anniversary of living in this house, and so I’m trying to get progress photos taken in every room…so get ready for small updates on the house  and a house tour of sorts over the next few weeks.

When we moved into our house last June, the master bedroom had yellowed-by-the-sun faux wood blinds, white frilly sheers and plastic hardware including curtain tiebacks. Works for some styles, but not mine. We took the curtains down immediately and eventually removed the hardware before we had the room painted last November. The blinds are still up there while I decide what I want in their place (I’m leaning towards bamboo for the texture).

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For my birthday, I asked for new sheets for our bed and new shams. I loved the shams, and was getting tired of the quilt (still love it, but like the option to change it up), so when the duvet cover that matched the shams went on sale, I waited for a free shipping day and ordered it. I also bought long navy blue curtain panels (at IKEA) and new hardware and B hung those a few weeks ago…and our master bedroom changed dramatically with those two changes. I also bought some new, graphic lampshades for our existing lamps and moved the white drum shades to my green living room lamps that were in need of new shades. Just little, pretty inexpensive overall, tweaks. I have an evolving vision for this room – eventually I’d like to go away from our matching dresser and bedside tables. They were some of the first things we purchased for our last home before we really had a keen sense of what our style is – and it turns out our style is a little more eclectic than matched furniture sets – I’ve always called our style “Urban Cottage” and I think that’s still on the money. And that boxspring needs a tailored bedskirt on it as opposed to a cheap sheet, but we’ll get there.

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So that’s where we are for now. I’m still hunting for a navy accent pillow to anchor the bed and the bedskirt, and the furniture is absolutely fine so if we find something more our style, great, if not, oh well. It will continue to evolve, but that’s where our bedroom stands almost one year in. Here’s a peak at it on move-in day.

Peter’s Nursery: Gray, Blue and Rugby Stripes

You all saw the blank slate nursery that was ready for #3 to be born so we could personalize it based on the baby and their personality. I had no real clue what to do with the room if Peter was a girl, though I’m sure I would have figured it out, but I was ready to run with a boy nursery plan when Peter was born. It’s mostly done now…I have a few projects to finish up, but I figured I’d share it now and share updates later.

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Peter’s nursery is very similar in shape to the nursery at our last house (here as a nursery for Thomas, here as a nursery for Nell), it’s just about 21 square feet bigger and has a wall in front of you when you enter, so we kept the furniture layout pretty similar because we knew it worked. Crib on the far wall, changing table on the opposite wall, chair floating in front of the big window.

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The bookcases we bought to flank the crib in Thomas’s nursery are some of my favorite things in the house. I adore them. But I wasn’t feeling the same layout for them, so I chose to just install one on the wall as you walk into the room. I’m planning to add a giant P for Peter above it soon, but taking three kids to Hobby Lobby is torture. If they don’t have a cart that fits at least a car seat and a toddler, I’m not going there anytime soon. That’s why Costco and I are so close these days. And you guys know I’m frugal – if I can make it myself, why pay major markup for something? But I’m tempted to just order the giant Pottery Barn P already painted navy blue and call it a day…sometimes $60 is worth your sanity, right? I digress.

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Peter’s crib is the same one that Thomas slept in. Thomas likes to tell Peter that a few times a day. “Your crib used to be my crib Peter. It was never Nell’s crib.” Siblings, man. Pete got his own crib sheets though. 3rd baby has to have a few things that are just theirs.

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We moved the IKEA Jenny Lund chair from Nell’s room to Peter’s room before his arrival, but I bought the pouf for an ottoman the week after he was born when it was on sale at Target, and I’m smitten with it. My mom made Peter a gray and white strip quilt just as she did for Tom and Nell.

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My absolute favorite piece of furniture I own is that $30 vintage dresser I found on Craigslist when I was pregnant with Thomas. It’s been the perfect changing table for all three of our kiddos, and I always remember putting Casco in my little red bug and racing to South Denver to pick it up after work one day. I’ve realized that I like at least one piece of old furniture in every room. Not beautiful, ornate antiques…I’m not fancy enough for that. Farmhouse style, simple, sturdy antiques. That dresser will always have a place in any home I live in, hear me now. I’m looking for a small scale, industrial-esque shelving unit to go above the dresser. I know exactly what it looks like in my head, just haven’t been able to find it in reality yet.

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The whale changing pad was just fun, so I bought it. It’s from the same collection of sheets that he has and was his baby gift from my parents, but I like that they’re not matchy-matchy…just coordinated.

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And although I love everything in the room, I think the rugby stripe curtains make it. Caroline and I made them when Peter was one week old. Because we had nothing better to do with our time. We cut a king size duvet in half and hemmed the edges. Peter’s window has a shade that pulls down that darkens the room, so we didn’t bother blackout lining the curtains, but I can always add blackout liner later if needed.

So that’s Peter’s nursery. It’s come along way from the bright blue make-shift guest room it was when we moved into the house 11 months ago.

Sources:

Paint Color: Benjamin Moore Gray Owl color matched in Behr paint

Bookshelves: Target circa 2010 (but knock-offs of these Pottery Barn shelves that are still available)

Crib: JCPenney 4 years ago

Sheets and Changing Pad Cover: Land of Nod

Crib Skirt: Pottery Barn Kids, no longer available

Chair: IKEA Jenny Lund

Ottoman: Target

Rugby Stripe Curtains: DIY from king size duvet cover (available at Target)

Updates

  • We had a great Easter (a week and a half ago now)…busy, but good. Starting with the kids coming down Easter morning to their Easter baskets. Side note: Our stairs have this diagonal in them for the bottom four steps. I’ve never loved it, but it wasn’t a deal breaker…I’d just prefer a more traditional staircase. But, Easter morning, I realized it’s perfect for three Easter baskets. It would fit four…but B says our stairs accommodating an extra Easter basket are not a compelling reason to keep having more kids. So there, one holiday transformed the way I feel about that crazy staircase layout. IMG_9203 The Saturday before Easter, we dyed Easter eggs using Kool Aid. It was perfect, and I’ll never dye eggs with one of those kits again!

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Easter morning, we woke up for Easter baskets, then booked it to church to get there at least 30 minutes before Mass was slated to start. The great Catholic dilemma arose as we arrived in time to hear the Homily and watch the 7 am Mass receive Communion – if we’re there in time for the Homily and Communion, do we call it attending and leave with the early birds? Or wait for our normal 8:30 Mass.  We waited for 8:30…but the debate absolutely took place. We love the church we’ve found and the community we’ve established going to church there for the last three years, but they could use some work on their time management. After Mass, we rushed home and before hosting B’s parents for brunch, we grabbed a quick family photo: our first, I’m ashamed to say, of all five of us (bonus that Casco posed!) since Peter was born.

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  • So that was Easter…Next up. Peter. We are loving life as a family of five, but it’s been loud :) . Peter is colicky and has reflux, but we’re doing whatever we can to get to the bottom of it to make our little guy more comfortable. I’m back off dairy (as I was with Nell, but for different reasons) and eliminating other foods from my diet, and we’re gonna get to the bottom of it.
  • I’m working out daily and eating clean to get back in shape (well, the clean eating was dictated by Peter, but the getting back in shape is a bonus) after Peter’s birth. My go-to workout after every pregnancy is the 30 day shred…and I’m so sick of it. But I’ll see it through the 30 days and post results here similar to what I did 3 years ago when I’m done. I am so passionate about not dwelling on body image – we have a daughter, and sons, who we want to raise to be healthy and confident young people, so I’m focusing more on being healthy than being back at my exact pre-pregnancy weight.
  • I loved Sarah’s thoughts on technology and kids from Monday. I’ve shared before that we really try to limit screen time and technology with our kids, like, the TV is rarely on unless there is a hometown sporting event in the background, and even then we turn it off if we notice Thomas paying too much attention to it. We started letting T watch an episode of Jake and the Neverland Pirates, or similar, about once a week a few months ago so that he’d know what his preschool classmates were talking about, but otherwise we keep screen time to a minimum. I don’t say this to declare our way the only way…or even the right way. It’s just what works for us and what feels important to us.  But anyway, coming from a technology minimalist mindset for kids, I really enjoyed Sarah’s thoughts on technology for me to process as our kids get older, so thought I’d share if anyone else was interested.

That’s all I’ve got for now. Peter’s room is ready for me to take pictures of, so hopefully I’ll get to that in the next few days!