13th Asheville Citizen-Times Half-Marathon

A Little Someone made an appearance on the picture 🙂

So race day came. I was ready. Mentally at least. I had not had to wake up that early in a long time. So I made myself get up at 5am to have breakfast then went back to bed for another 45 minutes. We did cut it a little close to the race and did not have time to use the port-potties prior to the start. This of course meant that I already had to pee by the time the gun went off. Oh well. At least the weather was perfect, foggy and cool in the mid 50’s.

I was planning on starting along with the 2:15 pacers but somehow found myself a little ahead of it while my Sister-in-Law went for the under 2 hour pacers. I didn’t have a true time goal in mind. I was thinking that I would finish somewhere between 2:15 and 2:30 but had no real expectations. I warmed-up and hugged my husband and off we were in the blasting music. I missed the silent communion of the running feet from last years start. It wasn’t as peaceful to my ears.

I knew I was likely going a little fast in the beginning, but I felt fine, and I knew I would have to take a potty break soon anyway. Well the first mile and port-potty came but there was a line. Same for the second one, right at the beginning of a heavy climb. I knew that hill, I walked it. This was no time for PR and uphill has been a lot harder on me since I got pregnant. I finally stopped at the 3 mile port-potty and stopped my watch during that time.

I went off again and within a mile I wanted to pee again. Seriously?! I held it until mile 5 and took another break. Thankfully things got better after that. On the steep hill before the Country Club Golf Course, I caught up with and passed the 2:10 pacers. I had been ahead of them before my first break and it was very comforting yet surprising to see that I could still catch up. As we went along the golf course (around mile 6) I felt the need to walk and questioned myself. Did I wanted to walk because I felt pregnancy tired or because my legs were not agreeing with the hill. I found that it was my legs so I kept on running. I ate a Cliff block around mile 6.

Around mile 7, a runner called my name. I finally got to meet Laura with whom we’ve exchange a few words over the last year or so on daily mile. It was nice to see her in person. I passed her then, but she caught up later.
Right before Beaverdam Lake someone else called me. My eyes caught sight of a fellow Diamond Brand running buddy. I screamed back that I was pregnant and she jumped up and down screamed “Run for Two! Run for Two!” That was a great confidence booster and I definitely had a big smile on my face after that.

I had to take one last pee break around mile 9. Then it was all about running. I felt that I could do then next 4 miles without a bathroom break and was happy about it. I met Laura again right before “The Hill” (as my SIL would later refer to it). Lookout road is a little over a mile of uphill, yet I don’t dread that section because it’s a smooth, “gentle” uphill full of nice curves. I did walk at one point however.

While last year we went down trough the university, this year they had us take an other route. One that few runners like: a “you feel you’re going to tumble down” steep downhill. Seriously it was steeper than anything I remember from the Blue Ridge Marathon. Thank God I’m used to run on trails and knew how to handle it. But I was fearful of a fall non the less. This was followed by a much longer run along Broadway. The most boring part of the race in my opinion. Slightly uphill and on a large road. Meeh! I saw a girl walking on the side, not looking too good and a policeman caught up with her to check on her well being. I took a walk break once more but still caught up with one of my co-workers.

Downtown Asheville came in sight. We went under the bridge and I smiled big time when I saw a sign saying “You were born to run Baby”. How appropriate! There was still one last hill to tackle though, my least favorite because after almost 13 miles my legs were ready to chill: Walnut St. A steep uphill followed by about two blocks to run to the finish line. I ran it last year, I walked half of it this year with no shame. I picked up running again and ran all the way to the end. Unlike last year I didn’t accelerate much at the end. I didn’t care if I was passing people. Instead I put my hand on y belly and dedicated my run to my Little One. To beating the odds. To getting pregnant after an ectopic pregnancy. I thought about the same run last year, I had been pregnant but didn’t know yet that it wasn’t a safe pregnancy. This year was a victory for me in many ways. I was still shocked when I saw that the clock read under 2:10. Really? With all my breaks I had still managed to make it that fast?

Thank you for a good race baby!

Well as my husband said, I had three times this year: the gun time of 2:09:38, the chip time of 2:08:30 and the watch time (dubbed Port-Potty time by Hubby) of 2:03:02. I finished 736/1366 overall and 60/131 in my age group. Not so bad for a pregnant girl.

Now I did have to take two short nap that afternoon, but weirdly enough I was actually less sore this year than I was last year. I’m not sure if it’s due to the easier pace, that I’m in better shape or both. In any case, my SIL said we’re going to have to put a 13.1 sticker on the jogging stroller we’re planning to get. After all this was baby’s first race 🙂

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13th Asheville Citizen Times Half Marathon: Pregnancy Training

I’m still trying to catch up on my pregnancy updates. Work is crazy busy and so are things at home. Sometimes it’s good to know your priorities…

The Decision to Run

I loved running the Asheville Citizen Times Half Marathon last year. My work covers 50% of the entry fee which is always a big motivator. I missed the first early fees but knew I had to make a decision by June 30th not to pay the full fee. Except that I got pregnant in June. So now what? I was really debating whether or not to run it. Training during summer is hard, but training during summer while pregnant? And during the first trimester? This was a whole new thing for me. Not that I have that much training and running experience yet non the less.

So I talked with my husband about it. Ultimately he is the one who motivated me to sign up. As he said it would be a good motivation to keep on training during pregnancy. I had just finished America’s Toughest Road Marathon and didn’t die from it. Thinking back of last year’s Half I honestly felt great after it. And let’s be honest if I felt that for any reason I should not run anymore or was told not to run by my practitioner I would have stopped. But both my midwife and obgyn said it was fine for me to continue to run. When asked if I could run long distances (I didn’t specify which but said I had just run a marathon) they just told me to listen to my body. Well then…  I signed up.

The Training

Last year I followed a rigorous training, the FIRST Half Marathon training plan. This year, being pregnant, was no year for hard training. I am not an Olympian, I am not paid to run. The life I carry is far more precious than any PR. So instead I looked for a beginners training that would just increase my mileage back to Half Marathon level on time. I ended up choosing the Hal Higdon Novice 2 training program. The one thing is, all my runs were “easy runs” in the sense that I was not aiming for any speedy pace, I just ran at the speed I felt like running.

I alternated trails and roads, I skipped some runs when I didn’t feel up to it. I even missed a whole week (week 11)and a 12 miles run because I somehow miscalculated my timing. I focused more on building my long run’s mileage slowly than anything else.

The Doubt

I’d be lying if I said I was excited about the race all summer long. There was more than one time when I questioned my sanity. There were days when I regretted signing up for the race all together.Why was I doing this to myself? This body needed rest not an 11 mile run! I really doubted myself when I fell during a 10 mile race and felt so tired from it.

But no matter what I am a runner and the though of a DNS or DNF did not appeal to me. I did not dismiss the doubt, but I chose a different approach. It didn’t matter how fast I finished the race, it didn’t even matter if I did not finish. My goal was to run, walk and have fun. I embraced the idea that I would not run the entire time because that’s what I had to do during training and I knew the race would be no different.

The Confidence

Both my 9 and 11 miles run were wonderful runs. Yes I had to stop and pee more than once. Yes my GI track was slower and I had to adapt to it, yes I walked. But I felt good running. Being out in the forest, feeling my feet hit the ground, listening to my breath. This is my meditation, my ME moment. I was enjoying myself. I knew that if I could finish an 11 miles trail/forest road run, I could finish a road Half Marathon while pregnant.

Official Blue Ridge Marathon Blogger

You remember the Blue Ridge Marathon? My very first Marathon and one of the toughest road marathons you can do in the US. Well, I loved this marathon enough that when I was offered to become an official blogger I said yes.

So what does this mean for you? It means that I’ll get to share some tidbit about the race and special offers including a chance to win a free entry which can be used for the marathon or the half-marathon. This is how I got to take part in the race last year by the way. In exchange I was offered an entry as well but I will not be using it in 2013 due to my Little One being expected this Winter. I would have loved to but it will have to wait a little longer, 2014 maybe?

Why I think you should run it?

  • The race is April 20th 2013. Which means a spring race. I don’t know about you but I don’t care much for a 22 mile run during summer, however training during the cool winter months? Absolutely! It worked wonders for me.
  • The course is stunning. There aren’t many race where you get to run on the Blue Ridge Parkway with no cars around. The view from Roanoke Mountain (see picture above) is worth every single of the 7 miles of uphill you start the race with.
  • This is not your average marathon. With 7,234’ of elevation change you can call yourself tough once you finish it. Not only that but I truly believe you can tackle any marathon after that.
  • The volunteers are amazing.
  • You remember Bill Rodgers? He was the official guest last year and I got to receive my award from his hands. Well he’ll be back this year to run the Relay and I hear a rumor that there will be a chance to be part of his team…

So stay tuned for more information. I hope to be able to share what I learned about the marathon, some special information and tips on where to stay. If you have any questions along the way, let me know.

Here is the first special: The Discount Roulette. Here and there the organizers will be offering discounts which may be more or less than today’s. So if you register today, September 18th, you’ll get 18% discount.

Register online using code “HAPPY18”

For more information visit www.BlueRidgeMarathon.com.

Pregnancy Update Weeks 10, 11, 12 and 13

10 weeks and off for a run

Week 10:

Symptoms: Appetite is coming back. I still crave fruits a lot.

The Belly: Until now I could feel some bloating at the end of the day and sometimes needed a hair tie to close my pants. But this week something happened. As I woke up one morning I could feel something harder above the pubic bone. I think it’s the uterus. Something is happening!

Mood: Very excited to find out about someone else’s pregnancy who is dear to my heart but I will have to keep the name unknown a little longer. It’s good to give each other support.

Workout: Running got a little easier this week. I think getting close to the end of the 1st trimester really helps. I had more energy and didn’t feel that I was struggling as hard on my runs. I had to take some walking breaks on my long run however, but even the 8 miles felt good although the average pace felt pretty slow. The cooler temperatures this week helped a lot. I’m trying to run four times a week again. The last run on Friday took me a little longer to warm up than usual.

Sunday: 3.1 mi @8:52 pace, road
Tuesday: 8.04 mi @10:41 pace, trail
Wednesday: 3.1 @8:52 pace, road
Friday: 5.36 @9:10 pace, road
Total: 19.6mi

Week 11:

Symptoms: I felt my sciatica wake up a little after a chiropractor appointment. She said it was normal, things are shifting in there. Unfortunately it flared during a run this week and has come and gone every since. I have a history with sciatica so I just need to do my exercises more.

Medical: I had my first midwife appointment. It went well and I got to hear the heartbeat over the doppler for the first time. A healthy 160 bpm. My blood pressure was at 60/100 which would seem low unless you consider it’s pretty normal in the first trimester. Uterus measured where it should, all is well.

Mood: Surprisingly the heartbeat didn’t make me feel all emotional. I think for me it meant more to see the heart flutter at 7 weeks. But it is reassuring to know all is well since there are times when I have no symptoms. I shared the news with my family following the ultrasound. Everyone who figured out our little riddle was pretty excited.

Workout: Except for the sciatica flaring up, the running went well. But the back pain does concern me. I’m trying to run with it, adapt my pace and work on my posture.

Sunday: 3.1 mi @9:22 pace, road
Tuesday: 3.1 mi @8:50 pace, road
Wednesday: 4.64 @10:11 pace, trail
Thursday: 3.1 @9:28 pace, road
Total: 13.94mi

12 weeks: I think there is something in here

Week 12:

Symptoms: Having to take more pee breaks during the runs. I used not to have to worry about that… well I guess the uterus is applying pressure on my bladder now.

Mood: Happy. We’ve been together for 8 years and have a little one on the way. I couldn’t ask for a better present. I also share the news with my managers at work and they were just really happy for me 🙂 Everyone asked if I was still going to run. We received our first baby clothes!

Workout: Started pre-natal yoga. This class felt more like prenatal exercise, I didn’t find the usual breath and fluidity of yoga but it was interesting non the less. I took a few days off running to give a rest to the sciatica. Running on the uphill is definitely harder and requires  more breaks.

Monday: 5.32 mi @9:23 pace, road
Tuesday: Pre-natal yoga
Wednesday: 3.1 @9:09 pace, road
Thursday: 9.2 @10:22 pace, trail
Total: 17:62mi

Week 13:

Symptoms: Got moody at times. My poor husband, thankfully I don’t get those mood swings too often.

The belly: Something is happening and I don’t think it’s just bloat. My regular size pants don’t fit quite as well anymore.

Mood: (See symptoms). Got a little scared after a fall but everything turned out fine. We share the news with our friends, it’s now officially official and we couldn’t be happier.

Workout: I found another pre-natal yoga class, at the Asheville Community Yoga and I like it so much better. It still feel like yoga but just adapted to pregnancy. Not as many ladies as the other class, a little more driving but I can make it to this one every week and it’s donation based too..

The running went well at the beginning of the week but then I had my long run. Now we went out the night before to a concert and I slept in as a result. It was warmer than I had hoped by the time I ran. My GI system wasn’t agreeing with me. I had to take so many walking and pee breaks and I was just getting tired. I think I did not fuel well enough during the run. I met my husband on the way back and shortly after took a fall. It shook me a little. My first fall ever on a run and here I am, pregnant. Great. I had to walk for a bit but was able to resume running. Got a nice big bruise and some cuts out of it. I saw the chiropractor a few days later and I was fine. I never had neither cramping nor bleeding which was reassuring.

Sunday: 3.1mi @8:29 pace, road + Pre-natal yoga
Monday: 5.32 mi @9:32 pace, road
Tuesday: 3.1mi @8:35 pace, road
Friday: 10:28 @10:44 pace, trail

Total: 21.8 mi

Pregnancy Update: Week 6, 7, 8 and 9

8 Weeks

Week 6

Symptoms:As I hit week 6 I suddenly found myself with no appetite. I had did have two odd cravings. I decided I wanted a hot vegetable soup the day we had 102°F! And all I wanted the next day was blueberry pancakes, but that was after racking my brain to find something that appealed to me. It turns out I actually could handle food just fine. It didn’t make me sick, I just had lost the feeling of appetite. I probably ate a little less but it wasn’t so bad. I kept on expecting for morning sickness to come but it didn’t.

Naps became a daily necessity.

Mood: I was relieved the embryo was in utero but still waiting for the viability ultrasound. My husband felt that I was complaining about my symptoms, truth is I felt thankful to have them. By the end of the week I didn’t feel as many symptoms and scared myself into thinking something was wrong. Had a nasty argument with my mother in law. Not so good for the mood.

Workout: I resumed running as soon as my bronchitis cleared. However I quickly found my pace to be slowing down. This wasn’t just the heat or bronchitis recovery. This my friends is the hormones effect. Breathing was harder and it was more of an effort to run. However I have heard that exercise helps to have more energy and can help nausea so I did not give up on it.
Sunday: walk 1.26mi
Tuesday: 3.1 mi @9:12 pace, road
Wednesday 3.09mi @8:57 pace, road
Friday: 4.42mi @10:55 pace, trail
Total: 10.61mi

Week 7:

Symptoms: Still no appetite. I just made myself eat. Tired.

Medical: Second ultrasound at 7 weeks 3 days. It looked like a blob. But the little blob had a heartbeat. The obgyn pointed at a tiny flutter on the image, the heart. I think it’s at that point that I realized it was real. I was really pregnant will a little 1cm long embryo.

Mood: Still angry at my MIL for the state she put me in. So relieved to know our little embryo looked just fine.

Workout: I talked to my obgyn regarding running, she pretty much said that since it’s something I did before it was fine to continue. The important part being to hydrate well and listen to my body. Cramps or bleeding would be a sign to stop. She also mentioned long runs were not a problem per say, my bladder would probably bring restrictions however.

Sunday: 3.1 mi @9:13 pace, road
Tuesday: 3.1 mi @9.34 pace
Wednesday: 3.1 @8:59 pace, road
Saturday: 5.4 @10:07 pace, trail
Total: 14.7mi

 

Week 8:

Symptoms: Almost threw up during a run, due to it being trash day. I barely made it without puking.

Medical: My chiropractor was able to feel the uterus.We also interviewed a midwife practice and decided to switch over to them.

Mood: Good. Ego took a hit when my husband started passing me on the trails. I’m used to be the fast one and had to remind myself there was a good reason for and that it was no time for competition.

Workout: The uphill started getting really difficult. I started taking my first walking break on some of them.

Monday: 3.1mi @9:24 pace, road
Tuesday: 3.1 mi @9.22 pace, road
Wednesday: 6.44mi @9:52 pace, road
Total: 12.64mi

Week 9:

Symptoms: Longer runs take a toll on my energy. I have to take a long nap after them. My appetite is a little better.

Mood: Had a wonderful week. My other MIL (Oba) came from Hawaii and we had a wonderful visit with them. They were thrilled at the news and “Oba” (grandmother in Japanese) was checking on me all the time.

Workout: Drinking a lot more water during my runs. Some walking on trail runs. Had one of the best runs in a while this week where I felt I had a lot more energy and speed.

Monday: 4.67 mi @9:25 pace, road
Tuesday: 2.64 mi @8:59 pace, road
Thursday: 7.17mi @10:55 pace, trail
Total: 14.48mi

Pregnancy update Weeks 2, 3, 4 and 5

3 weeks pregnant, didn’t know it yet. Out trail running

When I looked for running during pregnancy, I found very little about the first trimester. Most women wait until the 2nd trimester to share the news.  I’ve been extremely lucky to be able to keep up running so far and want to share how it went during the first trimester.

I didn’t find out I was pregnant until my period was due. I didn’t want to test too early. So some of the runs I did were prior to me finding out.

Week 2:

The second week of pregnancy is when conception happens. Your body doesn’t even know there is a pregnancy yet. Progesterone levels do rise but similar to what they do every cycle (pregnant or not)  as a result my running was perfectly normal. Implantation can happen starting day 7. At that point I did have one symptom starting which was really sore breasts, something I don’t usually experience. By Saturday I started feeling a little sluggish, but that’s something I usually experience during the luteal phase.

At that point I was attempting the Runner’s World Running Streak, which meant I was running at least a mile everyday.

Sunday 1.67mi @9:39 pace, road
Monday 5.36mi @8:50 pace, road (greenway)
Tuesday 1.66mi @9:02 pace, road
Wednesday 3mi @9:13 pace, trail
Thursday 1.71 @9:22 pace, road
Friday 6mi @10:09 pace, trail
Saturday 3.25mi @9:29 pace, road
Total:22.65mi

Week 3: 

This was an interesting week for me. I started by skipping a run on Sunday because I felt tired. I was having an easy week. I didn’t want to push my body too much since we were trying to get pregnant and I knew this week to be crucial for implantation. Tuesday’s run was hard, it was super hot and I really struggled to run more than my husband. Looking back we realized why. There was one day when symptoms made me think I was about to start my period. I was a little mad at my body and took my energy onto a 7 miles run which was just what I needed. Surprisingly my period did not come the following day as I thought it might. Instead I started getting really, really thirsty. All week my breasts had also been very sore and growing! I started wondering if I could be pregnant and decided to skip a run.

On Saturday morning I couldn’t wait any longer and took a pregnancy test. I had my answer within 30 seconds! I was excited but also very nervous given my history and frankly at that point scared to run.

Monday 3.98mi @8:59 pace, road
Tuesday 2.9mi @10:16 pace, trail
Wednesday 7.32mi @9:23 pace, trail
Thursday 1.66mi @9:08 pace

Total: 15.86mi

Week 4:

Mood: After last time, I have to be honest, I was scared. What if something went wrong while I went running? It took my husband to convince me I would be all right. So I celebrated by a Father’s Day run (yes we found out we were expecting the day before father’s day).

Medical: I had two HCG (pregnancy hormones) quantitative done. They turned out not only completely normal and doubling every 48 hours as they should but also way higher than what I experienced during the ectopic pregnancy. It was incredibly stressful to wait for the second result but such a relief to know it was normal.

Workout: The 4th week was fine, perfectly normal even other than me trying to be attuned to everything going on in my body. I was running at my normal pace and other than needing to adjust my sports bra size I felt completely normal. My running pace had not changed much, but I also went for how I felt and didn’t try to go a any specific speed. I was breathing a little harder, but not much more than during the luteal phase of my cycle. However taking water with me on any given run became a necessity. I had not checked with a practitioner if running was ok yet, I felt I could because 1)it felt right and 2)I had been a runner long enough.

Sunday: 3.1mi @8:48 pace, road
Monday 1.26mi @8:57 pace, road
Tuesday 2.3 mi @8:53 pace, road
Wednesday 5.36mi @9:27 pace, road
Thursday: walk 1.6mi
Saturday 5.43mi @9:47 pace, trail
Total: 17.45mi

Week 5

Symptoms: Unfortunately that was cut short at the beginning of my 5th week. I’m pretty sure I’ve heard that pregnancy lowers one immune system and I was there to prove it. Within a week of finding out we were expecting I found myself with the nastiest cough and a visit to the Clinic to hear exactly what I thought: Bronchitis. No antibiotics (not that they would do much against a virus anyway) for this lady. The physician prescribed rest and drinking plenty of fluid. Well that was not a problem, as I had just recently found that for someone who had not enjoyed naps since I was a kid  suddenly needed a daily one. And as far as drinking fluids you now couldn’t find me without a water bottle in hand anyway. Even if I had not been pregnant I would not have gone running, chest coughing is no joke and I did not want this to turn into something worse that could threaten my precious cargo.

Mood: Scared by the spotting. I thought it was over again. Somehow I manage to make peace with myself and decided that I would be ok no matter what happened. Then we had the ultrasound and I felt 200 million times better and relieved.

Medical: Most women don’t have an ultrasound until they are 9+ weeks along. Due to my history it was imperative to see where this one was. I can not tell you how relieved I was to see the image on the sonogram. While I had a feeling deep down that everything was ok. I did experience a little spotting that week that made me fear the worst. But we saw a yolk sac and a fetal pole right where they should be. I was officially pregnant.

Workout

Sunday : walk 1.3mi
Saturday: 5.43mi @9:47 pace, trail

Please, let me know if you have any questions

The Bun in the “Wrong” Oven

Before I start to tell you more about this pregnancy, I need to go back a little bit. I have to say that it’s not my first pregnancy. I’ve been wanting to talk about it but I had to take care of myself first. Not to mention that it’s easier to talk about it now that I’m pregnant again and things are going well. I am not sharing this story for you to feel sorry for me, but because it’s something that happens and I hope it will help other women…

I first got pregnant in August 2011. I diligently waited several days until after my period was due. We were thrilled at the positive test, but also wary: I had started spotting. The spotting turned into bleeding, so I ended up in the ER not knowing what to do. They sent me home with “Threatened Miscarriage” papers, the concern that my HCG were pretty low for five weeks and that nothing could be seen on the ultrasound. I was to follow-up with my Gynecologist. The numbers went up, but not by much. I was still hopeful though, call it denial.

Ten days after my visit to the ER, I had a second ultrasound, there was nothing in the uterus. I remember spending 20 minutes crying alone in the office for the loss of the child that could have been. But then the Dr. came back in and broke the bad news. In a matter of seconds I went from loss to fear for my life. It was an ectopic, a pregnancy where the embryo attached outside of the uterus, a tubal pregnancy in my case. I had done enough research on bleeding during pregnancy to know that it is a serious condition. It thankfully only happens in less than 2% of conceptions. Symptoms can include abdominal pain (often on one side) or cramping, vaginal bleeding and if the ectopic ruptures severe abdominal pain, possibly feeling dizzy or faint. Because of the risk of rupture of the tube, there is a risk of hemorrhaging.

I can not tell you how thankful I am that this was caught early. I was lucky that surgery was not necessary and that I kept both my tubes. I was treated with a shot of Methotraxate and told to stay off folic acid, exercise, alcohol and intercourse (food was the only coping tool I was left with). It was hard not to run, I even had a race planned the next day, my DNS, which I had to cancel. My HCG levels were to be monitored regularly until they dropped below 5. Until then I felt the threat of a rupture every day. It was a scary and stressful time for both my husband and I. He didn’t necessarily understand it all either. He was mostly scared for my life. I was too, but I was also scared that I may not be able to have children. What if it meant something was wrong with me?

I found solace in an ectopic pregnancy forum. It was my lifeline, to share with other ladies what I went through, to see hope with those who recovered and went on to have children. I needed to be able to speak with them, share feelings as we comforted each other. I was angry when I found out a co-worker was not only pregnant but due when I would have been. I wanted to be happy for her, but it hurt, deeply. Why me? She just got married and there she was in her glowing pregnancy when I was coping with loss after trying to convince my husband to have kids for two years!

I couldn’t bear to read anything pregnancy related for a few months. I needed to heal. But, little by little, I was able to let go of the anger and the pain got duller. I couldn’t forget though, even physically the scar tissues reminded me of what happened. But I was surrounded by a few wonderful people who gave me support and love. I focused on my job and running to take my mind off things. One day, about three months after, I found myself reading a pregnancy blog and realized I was ready to try again.

By then I had already met with my general doctor back home in France. After going through a full panel of blood tests she had prescribed several supplements to make sure all my body’s needs were met. I was also seeing my chiropractor for regular adjustments and she had recommended we get a brand new mattress because she felt my pelvis wasn’t aligned and our old bed wasn’t helping. My husband had me wait another cycle to make sure the supplements would have taken effect before we really tried. With my history of long cycles, it meant that we didn’t start actively trying until March. Ultimately I don’t regret it. Doctors do recommend to wait 3 to 6 months after an ectopic to let the scar tissues heal and the folic acid rebuild when treated with methotraxate. I was training for a marathon at that point and it wasn’t a huge surprise that the test came out negative. After my race I took it easy wanting to give it the best shot…

Today, as I am entering the second trimester of this pregnancy, I know how lucky I am. Loosing a pregnancy is hard, no matter the reason. But it taught me something: life is precious. To become pregnant and carry a child to term is a true miracle and one I promised myself I will never take for granted.