File Under "Huh" - Part Deux

Meet my new best friends. Aren't they pretty?

The results of my thyroid ultrasound and bloodwork came back - turns out that I have an extremely underactive thyroid. A normal thyroid level is at a 2 or 3. Mine is at 87. (You'd think that high number would mean I have an over-active thyroid but it appears it's all about the opposite with this thing.)

Which explains the fistfuls of hair that have been showing up in my comb pre-and-post shower as well as dropping here, there, and everywhere. It also explains why I've been feeling cold constantly (I'm almost always the person who is too warm and can we please open a freakin' window already?), the dry skin, the fatigue, the lack of energy, oh and THE WEIGHT GAIN.

I have been beating myself up emotionally and mentally because I could not figure out why I haven't been able to lose weight despite a solid effort of eating healthy and exercising regularly. And now a huge surge of relief that it hasn't just been all in my head - I'm being too lazy; I'm eating poorly; I didn't work out hard enough.

My doctor said I'd start to see a difference in about a week, and then I'm doing a follow-up in a month to make sure the thyroid level is where it's supposed to be. In the meantime, I'm getting excited about waking up in the morning to take this little yellow pill because I know it's going to help me get healthier. Which means I'll have more energy for my life.

It's a good day.

Nectar of the Gods

Sweet baby Jesus, how this red wine tastes so good....Little Penguin Shiraz.

Mmm. I may have just had a tiny orgasm in my mouth.

Victory

She HATES having her hair tied up in any way, but this time, it was her idea, so that makes it worth it.

She also made it impossible not to tell her a hundred times how beautiful she is. A regular occurance to which (as shown here) she usually replies, "Argh, NO I NOT. I SMART."

Rough & Tumble Princess

It was crazy hair day at school. Considering it's usually a battle to even get a simple barrette in her hair, I savoured this victory for DAYS!

Tiny Pockets of Time

There are many instances when I'm able to quiet the voice(s) in my head and truly appreciate little moments as they happen. The endless list of things I need to do, get done, plan ahead for - disappear - because a moment like this occurs and I realize I've actually taken a deep breath and am so thankful for my life, for my children, for my hubby, for friends and family.

It can be the unexpected, most amazing hug from my son that lets me know that, in fact, my little boy still IS inside the continually hungry and getting taller every day body.

It is hubby telling me he thinks I am a strong and amazing "wife". (I'll explain the quotation marks in another post!)

It is the toddler telling us very seriously that she is going to buy her ding-dong house at Walmart with her monies. (Definition: Ding-dong house refers to the overpriced Fisher Price plastic playhouse made for kids. It comes with a working doorbell. We are currently searching out a large cardboard box and will stick a wireless doorbell to it...et voila! A ding-dong house that didn't just cost a couple of months' worth of truck payments! It's called innovating.)

It is a moment like this I was able to capture when baby fell asleep in her swing. Here comes that deep breathing again...

Holding Pattern

Baby Olivia has a cold so she hasn't been sleeping well at all during the day or at night. For example, exhausted baby fell asleep about 15 minutes ago, and right at this moment, she is doing the fussy-I-want-to-wake-up-but-I'm-oh-so-tired-cry....and it's quiet again. Quiet......and here comes the cry again.

It's been like this all night long for a few nights in a row now, so I too am not getting any sleep. The kind of no sleep where you put your mug full of hot coffee in the fridge, the coffee cream in the cupboard with the cereal, and you have no idea why you are staring at a handful of toilet paper while sitting on the toilet because you can't remember why you sat down on the toilet to begin with. Note to self: You are peeing.

The possible thyroid problem is not yet resolved but will be in another couple of weeks. Blood test results are in and I'm off to discuss them with my doc next week, after the ultrasound on my throat, so we'll see what's up.

To sum it up today - I have three healthy, beautiful children and a fiance who loves me so despite extreme exhaustion and my struggle with depression, I know my life is a good one.

And now, to sleep, perchance to dream. (But I'll settle for an uninterrupted 20 minute nap.)

P.S. Thank you to everyone who comments on my posts. I do read them and your support (yes, YOU!) means so much to me.

Olivia

Nicknames: Lola, Poopy, Olive.
All things considered, it's a wonder she's as cheerful a baby as she is.