Weight loss update: week 19 & 20 - Final Results!

Just a quick post on this...basically I'm completely done with weight loss and ready to shift to maintenance...but I still don't have a good sense of how to successfully do the maintenance part. Sounds weird, and I guess a "good" problem to have, in the scheme of things. So wanted to post these finalish numbers, and sheepishly admit that I think I've probably lost a pound or so more since then, out of ignorance of how to get the balance right, more than anything.

If anyone has thoughts or experience on the transition to maintenance, please pipe in! I'm so slammed at work and with the continuing eye and nanny issues (Magpie, thankfully, seems to be sleeping through the night again at least) that I barely have time to eat, let alone to plan and initiate another change in the eating routine. I've also come down with a chest cold, so am coughing my way through the days and nights. Blech. So given all of this, for now I'm allowing myself some latitude, but seemingly, based on the continued loss, am not eating enough. I just keep reminding myself that I'm not going to actually disappear anytime soon. I will just have to figure out the calorie in-calorie-out balance thing over time, and apparently, it's going to be a process. Whoever thought stopping weight loss would prove as challenging as losing weight?

Here's the update over the last 20 weeks. Wow, can't believe it, 20 weeks!

Weekly Weight Loss

Starting BMI just after Thanksgiving = 25.2 (officially overweight)
Week 1:     - 4.4 pounds (back into normal BMI territory, less than 25!)
Week 2:     - 0.8 pounds
Week 3:     - 3.6 pounds

Week 4:     out of town so no Jenny food and no weigh-in (Christmas travel madness!)

Week 5:     - 4.4 pounds since last weigh-in

Week 6:     - 2 pounds

Week 7:     - 1.6 pounds

Week 8:     - 1.4 pounds

Week 9:     + 0.4  pounds
Week 10:    - 4.2 pounds  

Week 11:    - 0.2 pounds  

Week 12:    - 3.0 pounds 
Week 13:    + 1.2 pounds
Week 14:     away in the Middle East
Week 15:     away in the Middle East
Week 16:    - 4.8 pounds

Week 17:    - 0.4 pounds

Week 18:    - 2.0 pounds

Week 19:    - 1.4 pounds
Week 20:    - 2.2 pounds
Grand Total: 34.8 pounds lost (BMI = 19.5)

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Eye surgery, nanny crisis, and sleeping, oh my!

I had grand plans to do separate posts about these things, but haven't had a chance to get around to it. Things have been crazy here - super busy, disorganized, a bit much, honestly.

The three main contributors to the chaos are that (1) I had PRK eye correction surgery on April 4th and have had a slower than expected recovery, (2) we've had a Magpie caregiver crisis, and (3) Magpie is not sleeping through the night lately, and we are OLD, and struggling with this.

I'll start with the laser PRK surgery. It's like LASIK except that the entire cornea surface is removed rather than flipped up, so the recovery is longer. Will had it done several years ago. So did four of his family members. I've been the hold out, because I was nervous. All used the same famous surgeon as me. All had quick recoveries and all super happy with the results. I suppose I should not be surprised that I turn out to be the outlier, but...well...I had the surgery almost a month ago, and I'm still having a lot of trouble with my vision - light sensitivity, "ghosting" that means I cannot easily read or write (sometimes can't make out letters or numbers at all), and trouble seeing both far away and close up in terms of focusing. The surgeon says I'm a "slow healer" - all the other family had these symptoms for one day and were back to full speed by three. So I'm banking on this being temporary (when I imagine otherwise I tilt into full-blown panic), but in the meantime, I'm majorly hobbled in all areas of life. It is hard to go grocery shopping, let alone read scientific articles or write grants or patient medical charts. Everything takes three times as long. Work is piling up. Some things I can't do at all. So ugh.

Adding to that is Magpie's caregiver issue. We've had someone great since Magpie was 5.5 months old. Same person - she and Magpie are super attached to each other. We all have a rhythm and routines that for the work to keep the whole household in functional - and happy - shape. Well, this caregiver is 30 weeks pregnant, and texted nearly two weeks ago that she was having contractions in the middle of the night and was heading to the hospital. She was observed and discharged and took the rest of that week off, and thank goodness she and baby seem fine. She wants to return to work part-time, but we are not a part-time working family. And we cannot weather another string of days where we don't know who will be caring for Magpie the next day. Magpie is handling the upheaval pretty well but is now waking in the middle of the night for about an hour and is also crying when being put to bed, which is not her typical style. So I know she's feeling it. So after a string of people, some of whom charged as much as $25/hour cash (gasp!), we have someone filling in, a stranger to Magpie, but someone who seems good and solid and loving, and willing to fill the void until our back up nanny (well-known to Magpie and our home) returns from international travels. So all in all it's been ok, but it's amazing how much more chaotic everything is with our regular routines pulled out from under us.

After reading all of your posts re: bottle and paci weaning (thank you for those!), we tried to choose a middle path. We cut out daytime bottles. We put all pacis out of sight and they are offered in bed only, and only one at that time (Magpie's preference is to put one in her mouth and hold another one or two for safe measure). We've been offering morning and night bottles on request, which she seems mostly not to be requesting. She's slowly drinking more milk from the sippy cup, although much less than when she drank from the bottle. I'm in no special hurry, and with the caregiver upheaval situation ongoing don't want to take away anything that is super comforting to Magpie, but we'd already started on the path, particularly in relation to bottles, and Will does not want to go in the opposite direction.

Regarding the Magpie waking issue - any ideas? We're dying over here with our girl up one and sometimes two hours every night. Do you think the lack of a nighttime bottle might be causing the overnight wake ups? We've also wondered if she's developing a fear of the dark and are experimenting with leaving a very dim light on for her, which helps with the going down to sleep but not with the overnight wake ups. Any other thoughts or ideas? Boy, I'll take anything at this point.

So that's it over here in Mo and Will and Magpie land. Overall things are good. But there are some challenges of late! Very much looking forward to things settling back down and the return of my eyesight (regarding that, please forgive any typos - I can't see them!).

Mo

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15 years since cancer diagnosis

This weekend marked an important milestone - 15 years since I was diagnosed with Hodgkin's lymphoma.

Wow - it's been a long time! And I am so grateful to be here still. And even more grateful than that to now be a mom too. When I was diagnosed in my mid-twenties, back in 1999, I remember the world shrinking seemingly immediately leaving only two priorities: (1) I wanted to survive; (2) I realized  that the most important hope for me beyond survival itself was to bear a child.

Within five years of diagnosis, I knew I had seemingly lucked out on the survival front. But as you know, the bearing a child...well, that proved to be much more elusive for a long, long time.

At the 10 year mark, I wrote blog post about my cancer story. I was four IVFs deep in infertility treatment at that point. I thought of myself as a veteran but was still hopeful. Who knew it would be another three years and three more IVFs (and descent into the most hopeless place I've ever been in) before I would amazingly squeak out the other side with beautiful Magpie squirming in my arms.

I was recently in the position to talk to two women more recently diagnosed with Hodgkin's lymphoma (also both now moms) and talking to them both made me realize what "old news" my cancer experience was - my fairly awful treatment experience, the complete lack of attention to the medical treatment's potential effects on my fertility (both of them were told to freeze eggs and/or embryos), the survival stats themselves. Things in all these arenas have thankfully come a long way.

It was one of those - Oh! - experiences when I realized that this April 19 marked the 15 year mark. Somehow it feels like a significant one. I don't typically do anything special to honor the day, but this year Will and I raised a toast just to mark it for a moment.

I also realize that now that I'm a "long-term" survivor, I should probably pay attention to some of the late effects research, or at least drop in to see my oncologist to see if there's anything extra I should be doing in that regard. I know cardiovascular issues and pulmonary issues are more common (and mortality higher), and there is also the niggling fact that something like 25% of us long-term Hodgkin's survivors get a secondary primary malignancy. I hate contemplating that, but given Magpie's existence especially, I should see if there's anything additional I should do regarding screening in that arena.

But for now...another moment of gratitude. Another milestone of survival.

I feel so extraordinarily lucky on so many levels.

Mo

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Bottle and pacifier weaning advice needed!

Magpie will be 18 months old at the end of April. Wow - how and when did that happen?

And she's doing great on pretty much every level - she's starting to talk in English and Spanish. She runs around like a maniac. She's even started announcing "poopy" when she's about to poop in her diaper, which I would imagine is inching us closer to the day she'll be ready to try out the potty (you know, should I ever get around to getting one).

She has a lovey she is very fond of and she sleeps through the night almost always (are we lucky or what?!). She is also very fond of her pacifiers and of her bottles (we allow no bottles in the crib, but she has a few bottles of milk a day). Pacifiers are used only during naps and at bedtime in the crib, not during the day (except on the Middle East flights!). But in any case, Will and I have thought that maybe it's time to start the weaning process on both the bottle and/or pacifier fronts.

This morning, I tried just giving the milk in her sippy cup when she asked for her "bottle." Magpie wasn't having any of it. She looked at the sippy cup and said, "agua?" even though it was obviously filled with milk. Obvious major mommy error here. It made me realize that historically, we have always given water in the sippy cup and always given milk in the bottle. In Magpie's mind, each of those beverages belong only in each of those drinking delivery devices. We spent a long time this morning with her lovey "Lambie" "drinking" milk noisily out of the sippy cup. Which Magpie thought was hilarious. But did not inspire her to try it herself. By the time I left for work, Magpie was still with the milk cup sippy but not even willing to try it that way. I told her caregiver to wait another hour or so to see if Magpie would give it a go, but at that point quietly put some milk in a bottle and put it down where she could reach it. Perhaps we should also start offering agua in a bottle occasionally? Except that we're hoping to cut out the bottles. Geesh, I don't know!

It's very unlike me, but I haven't done any research on this bottle and pacifier weaning thing. I wanted to ask you guys instead. In my book, those of you who have been through this already are the real experts.

For those that used a bottle - when did you phase these out? And how? Any tips?

And for pacifiers, same thing... in particular - what age did you do this and what was napping/sleeping like without them and how did everyone survive the transition?

On both fronts, anything you'd do differently now that you've been there done that?

I think we'd like to move in the direction of no pacifiers, and at least fewer bottles, but I'm in no super hurry about it. I also definitely want to be respectful and mindful that these are two things that bring Magpie comfort and soothing. So I'd like to find a way to do it that is as least traumatic as possible.

So, please, bring on the advice!

Most gratefully yours,

Mo (and Will, even if he doesn't know about this post yet!)

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A note to make a mama proud

Magpie attends a music class once a week where there is a three-piece band (guitar, keyboard, and drums), where the musicians pass out tambourines, etc., and at the end of class let the kids practice singing into the microphone. Magpie and her class "sing" along to songs ranging from those of the Beatles to Roy Orbison to the ABC song. It's really a lovely class (if a bit over the top), and she is enthralled by it.

This week, the night after the class, I received the following email from the grandmother of one of Magpie's friends in class:

"[Magpie] was the star of music class - the most delighted, joyful, enthusiastic, and ardent participant! She was awesome, not to mention adorable."

My heart about split wide open. That's my girl in a nutshell! Joyful, ardent, intense. There is so much personality in her little being. She is so present. She is so happy. She is so energetic.

I have no idea where she came from, but she is so herself, and I am so so proud and thrilled to be her mama.

Mo

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