Week 38 – Briar’s Birth Story


Technically my weeks reset every Friday. So on Friday, January 20th, I was 38 weeks.

Thursday of Week 37, I started having back labor. Didn’t really think much of it as it was not terrible. I did end up leaving work early that Thursday. I came home and laid on the couch. The back pain never went away, until the next day. I ended up sleeping pretty good Thursday night into Friday. I woke up with no back pain and no back labor. I went into work feeling refreshed and ready to get things accomplished. All day I felt great. Then, I went home and attempted to do some small things around the house. Just being up and walking around started my back labor again. I decided I was going to get in the shower to help ease the pain. It worked. When I got out of the shower, I went straight to the couch. I felt so useless. I hated that feeling. Scott didn’t care to pick up my slack, I just hated it.

Saturday, January 21…we had a birthday party to attend. I was feeling good, for being a beached whale. I did somethings around the house that morning and my back labor started again. It wasn’t bad at all, just there. We got ready to go to the party that started at 3pm. The party was for one of my friend’s daughter’s 1st birthday. All of our friends and Raelynn’s friends were going to be there. All three of us were looking forward to it. Scott and I drove separate because all of our husbands were leaving early to go watch a University of Kentucky basketball game at Beef O’Brady’s…aka…the local watering hole. The day itself was beautiful. It was around 70 degrees on January 21st. We took all the kids outside so they could play and run around. It was just such a good day. Right before the guys left, I mentioned to one of my friends that I started having contractions. They weren’t bad and they weren’t consistent. I just hadn’t had them during the day like this before. They maybe started around 5:30 or 6:00 p.m. Sometimes they were 30 minutes apart and sometimes they were 15 minutes apart. I still didn’t really think anything of it.

Raelynn and I left my friends house at 7:00 p.m. When I got home, the contractions were becoming consistent to the point that I could time them. I tried to do somethings around the house since it was just Raelynn and I. I quickly realized this was not going to be possible. 7:45 p.m. is when I started timing my contractions. They were 15 minutes apart and still not very strong, but lasting around 30 seconds. Scott was still at Beef’s and I text him and told him that we may need to consider taking Raelynn to his mom’s house tonight because I was having consistent contractions. I told him he needed to come home. My mind was racing. Was this really it? Was I really going into labor right now? Oh, Raelynn. You were really no longer about to be an only child. I started becoming increasingly emotional. Even as I write this, I’m tearing up. I called Scott’s mom and told her that I needed her. Thankfully, they literally live right down the road. I somehow managed to hold myself together as I dropped her off. But, it was over when I got back in my truck. I lost it. That was the last time I was going to see Raelynn before I had Briar.

Soon after that, Scott got home. I was sitting on the edge of the couch timing my contractions on an app on my phone, crying. I was just so incredibly emotional. I had finally convinced myself that this was the real thing. I was so scared of labor. I wanted so badly to do this the natural way, but I was really starting to doubt myself. It was about 8:30 p.m. and my contractions had already progressed to about 10 minutes apart and gradually lasting longer, about 45 seconds. I told Scott that we needed to finish packing the hospital bag and I was going to get in the shower. When I finally managed to get up, walking brought labor on like crazy. While in the shower, I did what felt natural to me. I let the water pound against my back and I swayed back and forth. Every time I had a contraction, I would turn around and let the water pound against my stomach. My friend, Jaimie, (the one who I’ve talked about a lot that has given me all the advice on natural birthing) always told me water was a natural epidural. That was so hard for me to believe, but it really did work. While in the shower, my contractions were getting even closer. I obviously was not using my phone to time my contractions, but I could tell they were getting closer, and I could tell they were lasting longer. I counted during my contractions and they were almost up to a minute long. I stayed in the shower for about 30 minutes. Right before I got out, I told Scott that it was time to go to the hospital after I got out and got dressed.

Scott very quickly finished up packing the truck. I told him I was going to be outside walking around. My contractions were definitely closer together and stronger. A minute long for sure, and about 4-5 minutes apart. At this point, I was dreading sitting down for the car ride to the hospital. The hospital was only about 25 minutes away, but sitting down did not sound like fun. We left for the hospital by 10:30 p.m. The car ride there was pretty terrible, but bearable. Scott kept trying to talk to me and I wanted to punch him in the throat. I just sat there in silence. Every time I had a contraction, I would close my eyes, breathe through it, and then rest. When we finally got to the hospital, Scott dropped me off at the door while he parked. I paced the sidewalk impatiently waiting to see him. Whenever I saw him, we started our journey to labor and delivery.


Scott took this picture of me in the triage room. This is the very last picture I have of myself pregnant with Briar. I don’t take pictures of myself pregnant, ever. I was initially really mad when Scott took this. But, now, I’m glad he did. You can’t really tell, but I’m working through a contraction here. It actually brings a tear to my eye that I really gave birth to Briar naturally. Somewhat of a bittersweet picture, but I sure as hell don’t miss that big ass belly.  Taking note of the clock, 11:15. I had been there for 15 minutes. I was going to give birth 1 hour and 20 minutes later. 

I checked in, and they took me to “triage” or the “check-in” room. I immediately advocated for myself and asked that I had a nurse that has dealt with natural births and made it known that I was not going to lay in the bed unless it was absolutely necessary. Everyone was very accepting, for the most part. One nurse made a comment, “Honey, if you wanted to have a natural birth, you really should have labored at home for as long as possible.” BITCH, what do you think I did! I didn’t come to the hospital until I thought it was necessary. She asked me to lay in the bed so she could hook up the contraction monitor, the heart rate monitor, and check me. I asked her if I was going to be able to get up with these monitors on and she said yes. She finally checked me and she said I was between 4-5 centimeters dilated. Before she checked me, I thought to myself that I was at least at a 4. As soon as she was done, I got up and started walking. The room was tiny. I literally took about 3 steps and then had to turn around and go in the opposite direction because that was the length of the room. While we were in there, they continued to get me registered. My contractions were getting stronger about every couple of minutes. At some point while I was signing all of the appropriate forms, I started squatting when I had contractions. After that, they came in to put a saline lock in arm since I told them I didn’t want an IV. Anytime I get stuck with a needle, I look away. I just don’t like it. They tried to put the lock in my right arm, while I was contracting, and squatting, and me trying to stay still. The nurse said my vein kept rolling. Scott kept trying to talk to me about how she was raising my skin up with the needle and he didn’t understand how heroin addicts did this everyday. Again, I wanted to punch him in the throat. I think I might have told him to shut up. They had to get another nurse come in and put the saline lock in my left arm. She did much better and got it in right away. When she was finished, I sat on the bed for what felt like a second and I had a very terrible contraction. The contraction caused me to open my mouth and moan a little bit. Then, my body started pushing. No one was in our room except Scott and I. I told him that he needed to go out there and get someone because my body was pushing her out. He walks out to the nursing station, and it was a ghost town. Someone finally walked by and she came in and very calmed said, “Well, I can check you again to see how far along you are.” I said, “I am not laying on this bed, and my body is pushing her out, I’m in transition.” About that time our actual, for real, nurse that would be helping me through labor and delivery finally arrived. And of course, I had a contraction. She talked me through it and I was moaning all kinds of crazy sounds. I was trying to keep my jaw soft and vocalize. Scott told me to calm down and breathe and I told him that I needed to do what I was doing even if I sounded like a crazy person. The labor and delivery nurse, Jerica, asked if I wanted to walk to L&D or get in a wheel chair. I told her if I walked, the baby was coming out. I still don’t really think anyone believed that I was as far along as I was. So, I got in the wheelchair and we started our journey to the actual, for real, labor and delivery room, where I would deliver Briar.

When I arrived in the labor and delivery room at 12:29 a.m. on January 22, they quickly got me on the bed and I had a terrible contraction. I moaned and moaned and moaned and screamed and I felt like I was losing control. At that time, my water broke. My water broke like in the movies. It shot out about 2 feet.  Jerica’s jaw dropped and she said very calmly, “Oh, I didn’t realize your water hadn’t broke yet.” I kinda forgot my water hadn’t broke yet either. Jerica immediately said, “Okay, I’m going to check you now.” She got about an eighth of her finger inside me, looked me dead in the eye, and said, “You need to keep you legs closed because this baby is coming and there is no one here to deliver her.” First of all, I told everyone that she was coming, second, how long was I going to have to wait? They called my doctor and she was about 20 minutes away, NOPE. They called in the hospital doctor and she was going to have to deliver. People started to file in the room. Every person that walked in the room I asked if they were the person I needed so I could start pushing. Every person was a no. Finally an entire 5 minutes passed and the hospital doctor walked in. As soon as they put the stirrups up and I pulled my legs back, I was already pushing. I pushed one big push and I could feel her head coming out. I stopped and said I couldn’t do it. Everyone encouraged me otherwise. I even knew that I could do it. I don’t know why I said it, it just came out. I took a deep breath and pushed as hard as I could and there she was. I felt all of her come out. It was the most relieving thing ever. I knew as soon as I delivered her that all of my contractions were going to be gone and all the pain would be gone. They put her directly on my chest and I was so happy. I was so happy that she was here. I was so happy that I wasn’t pregnant anymore. I looked up at Scott and he was crying. It was the sweetest thing ever. He cried when Raelynn was born too. I was just so happy it was over and Briar was finally here.

Pictures of our sweet girl, Briar Nicole Tower. Born 1.22.2017 at 12:25 a.m. 6 pounds 3 ounces. 19 inches. 

Raelynn is over the moon to be a big sister. She is so good with her and we are so blessed to have two sweet girls in our lives. I cannot wait to see the joy they both bring to Scott and I.



Week 37

I’m having a very emotional time right now. It’s a combination of lack of sleep and potential back labor. Week 37 is not officially complete yet, but I felt compelled to write, so here I am.

I’m going through the reoccurring thoughts of Raelynn no longer being an only child. It’s hard. Every time I look at her this week I think to myself that any day now, she’s not going to be the baby anymore. She’s going to be the big sister. And I’m going to have a new baby. How am I ever going to love another child as much as I love Raelynn? How am I ever going to find the time to dedicate myself equally to two children. I’m not, and I know that. And that’s scary to me. I don’t ever want Raelynn to feel left out or that Briar is better than her because she is the new baby. I know I’m not the only mother in the world that has ever felt these thoughts about bringing a second child into the world, but it sucks. The thoughts and feelings that I’m having suck.

I’m also 10000% petrified of labor. Even though I have been through it before, I guess, because I know what to expect, I’m absolutely dreading it. I know in the end, I will get to meet Briar, but the whole labor process absolutely scares the shit out of me. So much can go wrong; but so much can go right. It can take literally forever, or it can take literally 5 minutes. As it gets closer, I find myself waking up in the middle of the night literally freaking out about it.


I have still been waking up pretty consistently from 2:00 a.m. – 4:00 a.m. about every other night. It’s exhausting because then I’m essentially useless the next day. And the last thing I need to be right now is useless. I still have so much crap to do at home.

Early this morning, 1/19, I woke up at my normal time. Normal time = 2:00 a.m.; I got up to pee, I laid back down, only to find myself wide awake. As normal… All this week, I have had very inconsistent contractions in the middle of the night. They are ranging from my stomach, lower abdomen, and lower back. It is by no means terrible, but definitely there. It seems to be the only time that I am having them is in the middle of the night when I’m laying down. But today, they continued after I woke up. Particularly in my lower back. I didn’t have back labor with Raelynn so I have no idea what it feels like. My one friend that has been a good support system for me about trying to go all natural again had back labor so I texted her this morning asking about it. Basically what I described to her was a dull pain in my back that wasn’t going away. Again, not terrible, but not going away. She agreed that was what her back labor felt like. She said it lasted until transition for her. That was pretty scary for me. I can’t explain it, but it just was. I told Scott all of this, and his main concern was how am I going to know when to go to the hospital if my water didn’t break? I told him that I would just know. For him, it was much easier to comprehend whenever my water broke, we knew it was just time to go.

So, with the lack of sleep and then this back pain, I’m just out of sorts today. You know, being awake for 2 hours in the middle of the night is not ideal and my brain just runs over and over and over.

In other 37 week news…

This past Saturday, we had a diaper party and acquired SO MANY diapers. Seriously, I highly recommend having one of these.

Saturday we also stocked up on grocery’s. I am hoping that it was our last trip before Briar. We stocked up on everything from toiletries, paper products, dog food, people food, etc. I used this blog as a guide. I didn’t use everything on this list, but it was certainly a good guide. Pre Stock Up before Baby I used the same list with Raelynn too.


Sunday, Scott got all closets together. Thank goodness! He had started on Briar’s last week and made huge progress, but it wasn’t finished until this week. The hall closet is now finished as well. I sewed another crib sheet as a back up. It was very useful for us to have two with Raelynn so I wanted to have two with Briar. Scott also got almost all of the baby stuff down from the garage, now it was just up to me to go through everything and get it together.


So…all in all, we had a VERY productive weekend. I was very happy with the progress we made.

This past weekend, we also had Raelynn in only actual cotton panties with the exception of her nap and night time and she had no accidents. She has been doing so good with even pooping on the potty. We are ecstatic. I had proposed to her daycare that we switch her to panties only at daycare and then I retracted my statement because she is still on her antibiotic from last week and it’s causing major pooping issues. Not really issues, just pooping a lot. So we decided to wait until next week when the antibiotic is out of her system. So, hopefully we have a good follow up report next week!

In other pregnancy news, I am still not sleeping well, as stated above. And, something new, I am swelling. My legs, ankles, and feet are swelling. I didn’t do this with Raelynn. I happened to look down at work one day this week and thought, oh shit, my ankles are definitely swollen.

I had an OB appointment on Wednesday and everything was fine. I was 1 cm dilated and barely effaced. Lately, after I get checked, I have been feeling pretty crampy and just plain shitty. Same story yesterday. After my appointment I had a couple of errands that I needed to run and I just wasn’t feeling it.

It’s just been a weird week.

CrossFit this week…

Only once…

Tuesday, January 17

Strength – I was having a lot of pelvic pressure today, so I just did push jerks instead of split jerks – worked up to 100#, surprisingly.

Split Jerk
(pause 2 secs in receiving position of split)
5×2 @ 50%, 60%, 70%

MetCon – I did not do a partner workout – I turned this into a 15 EMOM. 10 push presses and 5 squats. I worked for about 20-30 seconds and I was able to rest 30-40 seconds. It was a good workout. I needed it.
15min AMRAP
Partner1: 10 push press #75/55
Partner2: Burpees
*push press cannot start until other partner is doing burpees

Until next week…


–The Kentucky Momma


Week 36



My life these days…

Another week in the books. Seriously. I cannot believe it.

This weekend was the last weekend that we had absolutely nothing to do before Briar’s arrival. All day Saturday we ran errands, Wal-Mart, Lowe’s, Home Depot, Hobby Lobby. We did not stop all day long. The main thing we bought that was going to help Briar’s room get finished was a closet organizer. Currently in her room in the closet, there is all of our jackets and all of my shoes. We have a rather large hall closet that we are going to be transferring everything to, but we just needed to get the essentials to get it done.

Sunday, we were both pretty exhausted from running all day, so we did some stuff here and there, but nothing major. We had a friend come over with her little girl so her and Raelynn could play together.

Something random, but I noted that on Sunday night I started having night sweats. Seemed a little early? Normally, you don’t get them until after your pregnancy when your body is trying to get rid of all of extra water weight.

And then Monday came. And I got a text from Raelynn’s daycare that she had a 104 fever. 104!!!! I was a little freaked out, but again, I could not leave work because I was training my replacement. I called Scott immediately and told him that he had to go get her and I would schedule her a doctor appointment. Long story short, double ear infection. I couldn’t believe that we were just in there last week and I made she her ears were checked and now she has a double ear infection. Whenever Raelynn is sick and I’m not there, I just want to be home with her. I hate not being able to be there with her. I told Scott I would try and leave early and he told me that I did not have to that he had it under control. I knew he did. He’s perfectly capable of taking care of her, I just wanted to be there too. They prescribed her a stronger antibiotic this time so hopefully it would work quickly. My trainee ended up leaving a little early today because they were going to look at apartments and I ended up staying at work and getting a whole lot accomplished. I didn’t leave until around 5pm which for me is late. I was very relieved that I got a lot done. It made me feel better.

Tuesday, doctor appointment for me. I wasn’t expecting anything exciting especially given that I was there 5 days ago and I wasn’t dilated or effaced. Same story today. No dilation or effacement. I was strangely okay with this because we still had a lot to get done around the house, so I wanted her to cook for as long as possible.

Raelynn was better today. No fever. She stayed home for precautions of not getting any other kids sick and then she went back to daycare on Wednesday.

Wednesday and Thursday there were some stressful situations and issues at work. Just when I think my luck is turning around with getting stuff accomplished at work, more work gets piled on top. I’m slowly starting to get over work. Just ready to be done. The problem is, I know that I will still be fully connected to work, or try to be at least, while I’m on maternity leave. It’s just who I am. I am ready for a break, but in the back of my mind, I know how much is going to pile up whenever I’m gone, even though I do have a backup doing some of my work.

Friday, Scott made huge progress and actually got Briar’s closet together. All that was left to do was for me to fill it with clothes. I had been taking down the newborn and 3 month clothes of Raelynn’s from the garage and washing them, so now I was happy they finally had a place to go.

CrossFit this week…

I actually made it there 3 days in a row which is few and far between lately. I was very happy with my performance this week.

Wednesday January 11

Strength – I kept my snatch at 55#. Last week, it didn’t even feel comfortable to pick up a bar and today I could actually snatch 55#, so I was happy with that. Planks were pretty terrible. I did okay the first couple of minutes, but the last 2 were awful and I didn’t last.

10 min EMOM
1 Squat snatch @ 70% until failure or 10 reps
if failure is reached during EMOM then finish EMOM at 50%
5 rounds
30 sec plank
30 sec rest

MetCon – I did the single arm rows, I did one round of the KB lunges and then I had to drop the weight because it just didn’t feel comfortable, but I did do the KB swings. Overall, I was pretty happy with my performance because I’ve been feeling like I can’t do anything lately.
12min AMRAP
12 single arm ring row (each arm)
12 single arm OH KB lunge (switch arm every 6 reps)
12 KB swings

Thursday January 12

Strength – I built up to 75# on the OHS. Same with the strict press. They felt okay.

3×3 heavier than last week
Close Grip behind next strict press

MetCon – yea, I was not feeling this metcon today at all. So I rowed. 15 minutes total, 30 seconds on, 30 seconds rest. It equated out to about 1500M.


Friday January 13

Strength – I did push jerks instead of split jerks. I’m not very stable in my split jerks because it’s not a comfortable movement, so I opted out. I only used 65#.

Squat clean & Split Jerk
Every 90 secs 1 rep @70% untill failure or 10 reps
if failure is reached dueing EMOM then finsh EMOM at 50%

MetCon – I was actually a little sore from the past two days, but the type of workouts below are my favorite. They seem long, but I like when rest is built in. Again, I was very happy with my performance. The only thing I modified were pullups. I did ring rows instead.
1min cal row
1min wallball #20/14
1min pull ups
1min SDHP #45/25

1 min rest

Until next week…


–The Kentucky Momma



Week 35


I know I keep saying it, but seriously, I blink and a week is gone.

Well, we started our New Year off with a bang. I have hemorrhoids so bad that it hurts to do anything and Raelynn is pretty sick.

On New Year’s eve, the Kentucky Wildcats played in a bowl game pretty early. We went to a local restaurant and they were actually serving a breakfast buffet. Raelynn and I stayed until about noon and then we came home so she could nap. She was acting okay at the restaurant, but just kinda out of it. Scott decided to go to a friends house that night, which I was totally okay with, but I was not in the mood to do anything. Mainly because my butt was hurting so bad. So, Raelynn and I stayed home. She still was kind of out of it all day, but wasn’t necessarily acting like anything was bothering her. I changed her into her jammies around 7:30 and she felt hot. I didn’t even have to take her temperature, I just knew. When bedtime came around, she was more than ready. My thoughts and wants were to clean, but I literally couldn’t. I knew in order for these hemorrhoids to go away, I need to sit down and prop my feet up. So I did. And I brought in the new year watching Magic Mike XXL. So, it was just me and Channing Tatum 🙂 I’ll take it.

The next day, Raelynn was feeling terrible. Her temperature never got below 101 and the highest it got was 103. She’s never had a fever of 103 before so it really made me nervous. It made me even more nervous because she was complaining of her neck and head hurting. Those aren’t things that a child of her age complains about. Luckily, all she wanted to do was hang out on the couch and watch cartoons all day, so that made me happy because I still had hemorrhoids the size of my head. And I know it made Scott happy because he was hung over. I just wished I could have been semi productive on my last long weekend before I went back to work.


I was off work on Monday and Raelynn was still sick. I honestly wasn’t sure that she had ever run a fever this long before. I called the doctor as soon as it opened and got her an appointment scheduled.  She still had a low grade fever, but nothing like yesterday. The doctor checked EVERYTHING. The only thing he found wrong was her lymph nodes in her neck and throat were a little swollen which could indicate a virus or something and it could be the reason she was saying her neck and head was hurting. But, he wasn’t convinced anything was wrong. I even made sure he checked her ears again because I just knew she was going to have an ear infection or something. He said her ears were clean. You could tell she felt better overall anyways, especially because she wasn’t running a high fever. So, overall, I was happy.

Tuesday…was a very terrible day. Very terrible. Raelynn had a fever, yet again, which meant she couldn’t’ go to daycare, so we were hustling to try and find someone to watch her. Scott and I were both so busy at work, it just honestly wasn’t in the cards for either of us to be at home. My mother in law ended up being able to watch her. I can’t explain it, but just having to leave her when she is sick makes me so sad. I’m sure a lot of mothers feel the same way as I do. I just thought about Raelynn all day which made work terrible. I was so busy from year end tasks and I was having some issues understanding something; I eventually just had a breakdown. I was so overwhelmed, yet again. It just always happens at the damnedest times. I needed to be able to focus and get shit done and getting shit done was the last thing I was going to accomplish. I text Scott and told him I needed to talk. As soon as he called me I lost it. Literally blubbering ass crying about everything. Being sad about not being with Raelynn, being overwhelmed at work, STILL not having Briar’s room done, how was I going to train this new person with all of this shit I still had to get done….the list goes on. I’m telling you, when it hits me, it hits me good. I tried to gather myself for a somewhat productive day and I was able to salvage some of the day. I was so anxious to get home and see Raelynn and I’ll tell you what, she was little shit all night. I told her I was so excited to come home and see her and she told me to go back to work. All that worrying for an ungrateful 2 year old. LOL


Wednesday was a better day. I was bound and determined to get shit off my to do list. BUTTT, Raelynn was still freaking sick. She immediately woke up saying her head hurt, but she didn’t have a fever. Again, Scott and I had to be at work, so I ended up asking if my mother in law could watch her again. I just didn’t want to work a half day and then have to leave because Raelynn was running a fever again. My mother in law text me and said she was much better today because she was playing more and eating more. So that made me happy. Today was also my birthday. It was the first birthday that I honestly could have given 2 shits about. I remember always taking off for my birthday and being so excited for it. Now it’s just a reminder that I’m getting older. And I couldn’t even drink. So it was fucking stupid.

Thursday was a big day. My counterpart from France arrived. I wasn’t all the way ready for her to be here because I still had a lot of stuff that I needed to get done, but I also needed as much time with her as possible so I could get her trained. Raelynn wasn’t sick today! She had no fever and hadn’t had one since Tuesday, so she went to daycare. She was happy to see everyone. I also had my first weekly OB appointment. I only worked a half day and then I went to the doctor. Everything was good at the appointment. I had my group B strep test. I warned the doctor not to judge me or my hemorrhoids. She just laughed and said she had seen worse, which I’m sure was 100% true. I was no dilated or effaced at all. And I was actually pretty happy about that. I am physically ready for Briar to be here, but not mentally and emotionally. We still have too much shit to do. My next appointment is only 5 days from now, next Tuesday. Oh, and can we talk about a fucking 10 pound weight gain in 2 weeks….yea, that wasn’t cool. So I’ve now gained 37 pounds with 5 weeks to go. FUCKING AWESOME….


I just feel like I need to talk about this terrible hemorrhoids some more. I was still continuing the treatment I mentioned last week, but I was in desperate need for something else. I was using a Kroger brand of the topical treatment to reduce swelling and pain, but I had read somewhere that I needed to invest in the MAX STRENGTH Preparation H. And, let me tell you, it made a world of difference. It took about 2 days and I was a new person. I’m back to wanting a natural birth again! LOL They are still there, but I’m in much better shape these days. By Friday, they felt much, much better.

CrossFit this week…only twice

Tuesday, January 3 – I basically did none of this…nothing felt good. I did KB snatches instead of power snatches, and then I rowed for 15 minutes instead of doing the workout. I just wasn’t feeling it today.


5@50%, 4@60%, 3@70%, 5×3@80%

KB Fr.Rack walking lunges
KB weighted situps

Wednesday, January 4


OHS – I was concerned that I wasn’t going to be able to do these because of my butt issues, but they felt okay. I worked up to 75# which I thought was pretty good.
3×4 heavier than last week
Snatch grip Push Press
5×5 @ (at least) 75% snatch

MetCon – this wasn’t terrible. I have realized that I can barely step up even onto a box anymore because my belly is in the way. That was interesting.
10 mins AMRAP
16 Single arm KB OH Step ups #35/18 – modified to plain step ups
16 burpees – still doing my step out into a pushup position and then jumping up for a burpee
16 Pull ups – ring rows

Until next week…


–The Kentucky Momma


Week 34


I feel like I blink and the weeks go by. I thought it was supposed to be the complete opposite?

Week 34 is clean up week.

Clean up toys, clean up christmas decorations, put my house back together. We haven’t really had to do this in 3 years. And even when we did do it 3 years ago, it was just mine and Scott’s things. Not Raelynn’s. And Raelynn’s toys are enough for about 5 children.

Monday, I was off work, but I had Raelynn so not much got accomplished. I did a little clean up around the house while she was napping, but again, nothing major.

Tuesday, I had to go into work a for a little bit. I worked 8-3. By the time I got home, I didn’t have much time to do anything. Scott and I proceeded to clean up some more toys whenever he got home.

Wednesday I was off work and Raelynn was going to daycare so this was the day I had planned to knock a lot of things out. My goal was to take down all of the inside Christmas decorations and I did accomplish it. I had to take lots of breaks though. Just being up and moving around all day long did a number on my back. It was terrible. Every time I had to sit down and take a break, it was just time lost. And I hate losing time especially when I’m on a roll cleaning. But, Briar says sit, so I sit. There is something refreshing about getting the house back to normal after Christmas.

Thursday, I had to work again from 8-3. Scott and I continued to clear some more items out whenever he got home. I also had a therapy appointment today. It was noting monumental. We mainly talked about the only thing that is making me nervous at this point, which is giving birth again. Overall, she said I was the calmest and less anxious that she had seen me in a very long time. I will take that progress. We decided to schedule my next appointment for after I have Briar, which I think is for the best.

Friday, I worked from home, but Raelynn was with me. I actually got a lot accomplished while she napped today. I got everything put away. Scott and I still have some things that need to find a home, but all of Raelynn’s stuff is put away, so that’s a huge relief. I went though all of her clothes and purged her old clothes and incorporated the new ones. Probably the most important thing (to me atleast) that I accomplished was getting the fabric cut for Briar’s bed skirt. Cutting the fabric is the hardest part for me. Now that it’s cut, I just have to sew it. Which I hope to accomplish either Sunday or Monday.


As the day went on Friday, I started to have some discomfort. And by discomfort, I mean my hemorrhoids started acting up. I had them prior to Raelynn, during Raelynn, after Raelynn, and obviously now. They have never truly went away, but the pain and discomfort associated with them is usually very rare. By the time Scott got home, I couldn’t stand it anymore. Luckily, I had some preparation H and Tucks pads at home so I was able to start treating them. I don’t ever remember them being so painful. It hurts to do anything, sit, walk, nothing feels good. I’m hoping for some relief soon. Even though I am going to the doctor next week, I am still thinking about going ahead and calling them early next week to see if they can give me anything else. With being so close to giving birth, the last thing I want are painful hemorrhoids. I can already see how that would work. I would probably just ask for the epidural so I wouldn’t have to feel them.

Also, I have discovered new stretch marks. They are on the tops of my thighs. And the ones on my stomach continue to grow…


Pregnancy is really fucking glamorous, in case you weren’t aware. Hemorrhoids, stretchmarks, heartburn. The hemorrhoids and heartburn this time are enough to make me not want another child. I know that will change, but I’m literally dying.

On a positive note, I am sleeping a little better this week. I still wake up several times a night, and I do have to get up to pee at least once, but I’m not staying awake for hours at a time. So that’s a plus.

CrossFit…was nonexistent this week…

And I’m not mad about it. So far, I have missed two entire weeks my entire pregnancy. I am super happy about that. I feel much better that I cleaned the whole house this week. Essentially, it was a workout, so, whatever.

Until next week…


–The Kentucky Momma

Week 33


It’s Christmas week. I can’t believe that Christmas is already here. It’s absolutely crazy to me. This whole year has flown by. It’s so very true, as we get older, the days literally fly by. I hate it.

For once, I actually had the majority of my Christmas shopping finished. I just had a little bit of stuff here and there to pick up. I was overall very happy about this. I normally procrastinate until the last minute. Online shopping has been a lifesaver this year. I hope to start even earlier next year.


Gangsta Wrapper…I couldn’t help myself

Christmas Eve and Christmas were jam pack this year. Even with us moving some things around, it was still pretty busy. On Christmas Eve, we went to my dad’s and my grandparents. On Christmas Day, my parents came to the house in the morning, we went to Scott’s parents in the afternoon, and in the evening we went to my grandparents again. We moved one of my grandparents to the prior weekend so that helped, but there is still a lot to do. Even though we had a super busy schedule, I thoroughly enjoyed Christmas this year because of Raelynn. She just makes everything so much better. Scott was seriously so cute getting everything together after Raelynn went to bed on Christmas Eve. We set out milk and cookies, he wrote a note from Santa to Raelynn, all of her presents had to be set up a certain way; it literally made my heart smile. Just seeing him work so hard and be so precise and careful with the way things were set up for Raelynn was absolutely precious. He’s such a good dad.

Now, we are DROWNING in toys. Raelynn got way too much shit. Our parents all went overboard. I know I will whenever I have grandkids too, but damn. It’s just so overwhelming. It’s like, we get the house ready for Christmas, all nice and clean, just to get absolutely destroyed. No one destroyed it really, the house is just completely covered with new toys. That’s what we get for having 3 sets of parents and 3 sets of grandparents.


I had an OB appointment this week. This was my last appointment before getting the weekly checks. It was extremely fast, as expected. In and out. Nothing spectacular to report. Heartbeat was good, she was still head down, and she had the hiccups when the OB was checking the heartbeat. I could feel them, but it was funny to actually hear them. My next appointment will be in two weeks, then weekly from there until I have her.

I did accomplish something in Briar’s room this week, thank god. I successfully sewed her crib sheet. It only took two tries. The first time I didn’t cut the fabric correctly so after I sewed it, it didn’t fit. So, I had to do it all over again. I expected to mess up, which is why I bought so much extra fabric. Overall, sewing is not hard, it just takes a time or two to get back into the swing of things. Next on my list is her crib skirt. I hope to finish that before the end of year. Then will be curtains. I’m trying to knock out the hardest items first, so the rest feels like a breeze.

Pregnancy wise – I can definitely feel that I only have 7 weeks left. My stretch marks continue to grow, my sleep continues to get worse, my heartburn is absolutely fucking terrible, I feel like a whale turning in bed or getting out of bed, I am now to the point where I have to get up and pee at least once a night. I am just over it. I am ready to have Briar here, I am ready to fit back into my clothes (Scott is ready for his clothes back), and I’m so ready for my heartburn to be gone.


CrossFit is becoming harder and harder and to be perfectly honest, it’s hard to find the motivation to go. Bending down to pick up the barbell is a task in itself, putting weights on the barbell is terrible. It’s FREEZING cold in my gym. So when it’s cold outside, it’s freezing in the gym too. I am down to like 3 outfits that actually fit and I refuse to go out and buy anything else. I was hoping for an average of 3 days per week in the end, but it’s been more so along the lines of 2. Overall, I feel like I should be happy with that. It’s much more than I did when I was pregnant with Raelynn.

CrossFit this week…

Monday, December 19

Strength – worked up to 4 sets at 105# – didn’t feel as good as the back squats last week.

Front Squat
heavy set of 4 reps (heavier than last week) then
-10% 4×2

MetCon – did the KB snatches just fine (thank god!), did knees to elbow on the rig instead of sit ups.
KB snatches (each arm) #44/25
sit ups

Thursday, December 22 – nothing felt good today. My back hurt, my stomach/abs (where ever they were) felt like they were going to split open during the front squats. I just didn’t feel comfortable at all.

Strength – worked up to 65#

5 attempts to establish a heavy 1 rep of: 1 clean+2front squats+1 split jerk
then: EMOM 6 mins 1 complex @ 70% of the established 1rep max from the 5 attempts

MetCon – this sucked worse than I thought it would. I only used 55# and modified the ring dips. I used the band for assistance.
8 min AMRAP
5 snatches
5 ring dips

Until next week…


–The Kentucky Momma

Week 32


As it gets closer to Briar getting here, the weeks just go by quicker and quicker. I know I should be happy about this. I am, but I’m not. I am pleasantly surprised with how quick this pregnancy is going, but I am not prepared at all for her to be here yet. Scott just now painted her room this week. There is nothing else in the room, except for fresh paint. I feel 1000% unprepared for her.

I remember anxiously awaiting Raelynn’s arrival. As it got closer the weeks crept by and the days seemed to drag. Not with Briar. I remember as soon as we found out what we were having with Raelynn, we went to Babies R Us and started window shopping for things we liked. Not with Briar. I think it was even worse because we knew we were having another girl. The mindset basically set in that we had everything we needed, so there was no need to really do anything. And, don’t get me wrong, we do essentially have everything we need…crib, bouncers, rock n play, all the clothes we could ever need.

But, her room is not done. And it’s stressing me out. BIG TIME. She’s not even going to be in her room for a while, but I already know if I wait until after she is here, the likelihood of ANYTHING getting accomplished is slim to none. I’m hoping to be able to take some time off around the holidays so I can focus on getting her room done. We will see how that goes though.

I just feel bad. I feel like we were overly prepared for Raelynn and now with Briar, I’m essentially doing whatever I can to get by. I feel like she is going to have all of Raelynn’s hand me downs and left overs forever.

While I’m on the subject of comparing, let’s discuss another depressing subject that I haven’t really talked about…my weight gain so far. With Raelynn, I started at 166 lbs. and I ended at 202 lbs. So, a total weight gain of 36 lbs. My hope was to stay under this with Briar, especially since I have been very active and I was not with Raelynn. I didn’t even lift a weight with Raelynn. With Briar, the weight gain seems to be just as fierce, if not more. The week I found out I was pregnant, I weighed 175 lbs. My 175 lbs. was much different than the 166 lbs with Raelynn. The 175 lbs. was so much lean muscle. The 166 lbs. was flabby fat. 4 weeks later, whenever I went in for my first appointment, I weighed 181 lbs. I had gained so much weight in 4 weeks due to the progesterone I was taking. At my last appointment, I weighed 202 lbs. So, I’m currently the weight I was whenever I had Raelynn. According to the doctors, I’ve gained 21 lbs, but for me, I’ve gained 27 lbs.

OMG another depressing subject…I already have stretch marks. I didn’t get them with Raelynn until the week I had her and then they actually got worse after I had her because my stomach shrunk so quickly. I also used bio oil religiously with Raelynn. With Briar, not so much, or at all, really. It’s just so amazing to me what you (I) have time for with my first, and not for my second.

I just plain hurt with Briar. ALL THE TIME. But, I also did not have a toddler to manage and play with and I did not work out at all with Raelynn. It makes such a big difference.

My acid reflux has become a regular inconvenience in my life. It started super early with Briar and has only continued to get worse the further along I get. It’s waking me up in the middle of the night and I’m almost always on the verge of puking. It’s terrible. It literally feels like a fire in my esophagus. On top of this, I’m also not sleeping now. It started late last week and has only gotten worse this week. I wake up at 3:30 or 4:00 every morning and it’s a struggle to go back to sleep. Some days it will take an hour, some days 2 hours, some days I don’t go back to sleep. For the most part, unless I’m having heartburn, I’m not uncomfortable. My eyes just pop open and I’m ready to start my day. It’s so annoying because when it is actually time for me to get up for the day, I’m dragging. So, it’s been a struggle this week.

CrossFit this week…

Tuesday, December 13th

Strength – worked up to 4 reps at 135#

Front Squat
Heavy 4 (heavier than last week) then
-10% and do 4×2


10min AMRAP
15 – V-ups – did air squats instead
20 – Double Unders – did SU’s
15 – HRPU – did pushups from the barbell. This is the first time I’ve done pushups like this, but I liked it. I felt like I got a better workout this way.


Wednesday, December 14th

Strength – only worked up to 55#

5@ 40%, 3 @ 50%, 6 @ 60%

MetCon – first of all, Grace sucks. But double Grace was terrible. I started from the hang position in stead of from the floor, and I only used 65#. I did okay though.

Double Grace Scaled
Grace (30 C&J)
2mins Rest
Grace (30 C&J)



Until next time…


–The Kentucky Momma