My Story
In
July 2013, I found out I was pregnant with my first son, Chase. My husband and
I started trying the weekend after CrossFit regionals, and it happened pretty
quickly. I felt lucky, blessed, and excited for the new chapter.
As
usual, I got some flack for working out pregnant as many were worried about the
baby’s safety. I listened to my OB, CrossFit coaches, and other CrossFit moms
and ignored the others. I kept my heart rate controlled and the baby was
thriving. Every day at the gym felt a little different, and I “listened to my
body.”
I
had a planned Cesarean section that came a few days early since my water broke.
However, the entire process was still pretty calm (minus my nerves) and went
smoothly.
I
waited a full 8 weeks to do anything beside walk. I came back slowly with PVC
pipes and body weight movements. I wasn’t the person trying to push it early.
Nothing really hurt me; I felt I was coming back the “right” way; and I felt
completely in control. However, this is really when most of my troubles began.
I
just couldn't figure why after I had lost the baby weight about 6 months later,
my stomach was still protruding. This wasn’t just extra skin. My stomach was
hard, and I looked pregnant. I reached out on CrossFit mom groups. I
called my OB back in California, who said give it more time. I saw a new OB in
Michigan, who said I can always get a tummy tuck when I am done having kids. I
was so scared, lost, and desperate with no answers.
After
talking to a friend back in California, she told me how to test for diastasis
recti and I will NEVER forget that night. I was alone in the bedroom on the
hardwood floors, and my entire hand sunk into my belly. I felt paralyzed and
completely in shock. I sobbed to my husband who was leaving in the morning for
a work trip (not the best timing). Thoughts of the last year of training
flashed before my eyes as I realized really how vulnerable I was making myself
at the gym. By this point, I was almost a year postpartum and back to going
pretty hard. I had no pain, but I was so disconnected with my body after birth
that I didn’t even see any of the signs that something was wrong.
I
know this all sounds very dramatic, and while this was not some life threatening
disease, being in the dark for so long was definitely traumatizing. However,
this darkness didn’t end here.
The
search continued. I saw my dad’s sports doctor, who scared me that it
wasn’t safe to have another kid until I got surgery. I freaked out from that
news and called my nurse/lactation consultant in California.
She told me that doctor was incorrect and that I could have another baby
anytime. What was going on? There were tears, panic, and anger on a constant
basis. I was a mess, until, by luck, I found my first pelvic floor physical
therapist.
My
mom was in physical therapy for her back and happened to mention my situation
to her therapist. She suggested that I see the pelvic floor physical therapist
at her office. I didn’t even know such people existed! And, even if I did know,
I would not have ever thought to see one since I didn’t have a vaginal birth. I
had no idea about the pelvic floor and how it connects to everything in your
body.
By
the time she had seen me, my rectus muscles were separated 9 fingers at my
belly button and about 4-5 around my rib cage. My rectus muscles were firm and
stuck in the wrong place.
It
was time to scale back all of my workouts, again. I went down to lighter
weights, avoided isolated ab work, and did strict movements instead of kipping. She
helped me modify CrossFit movements and was so supportive. We both thought it
was a miracle I got back down to 3 finger gap after body work, modifications at
the gym, and KT taping. My stomach was still protruding pretty badly but a little
less than before. I was grateful that I could at least do the fitness that I
loved; however, I had no idea that I was far from being healed and my fascia was still incredibility weak.
Little
did I know that maybe I shouldn't have I went back to intense CrossFit during
this time in between pregnancies. I was putting
in much less time at the gym than during my competitive years, yet I was PRing
many of my workouts. Mentally, I wanted to feel like myself again so badly that
I had an edge to push. It felt great! However, deep down I knew something
wasn’t quite right. I couldn’t deadlift heavy anymore; I couldn’t L-sit;
and I had lots of back pain. However, I had no answers; I didn’t think anyone
could help me any further; and I knew I wasn’t done having kids.
Sometime right before finding my first pelvic floor physical therapist, I randomly texted Brianna Battles. A person I had never met in my life. After posting something on social media about my stomach, Lindsey Valenzuela's sister Ashley Cecil messaged me. She told me Brianna was going through something similar and that I should reach out. At the time, we were both lost, running around to different people trying to find answers and sharing our research- most of which left us at dead ends.
Then
one day not too soon before I got pregnant with Dean, I got the most excited
call from Bri; she had just met with a PT named Julie Wiebe and everything suddenly had
changed. She tried to explain to me about piston breathing, and I could not
believe that maybe, just maybe we might have some real answers. It was
overwhelming to me at first. I didn’t really process the info, and I honestly
didn’t want to deal with scaling everything back knowing I would hopefully be
pregnant again soon. That wasn’t a good place to be.
However,
not too long after that phone call, I did get that positive pregnancy test, and
I was finally ready. I lowered the weights and stopped doing sit- ups, toes to
bars, and muscle ups. I learned some new breathing strategies for my lifting,
and I tried to fix my alignment the best I could on my own. It wasn’t as good
as actually seeing Julie Wiebe, but it was a start.
My
second son, Dean, was also born via non-emergency cesarean section. After much researching
AND soul searching, I decided on a repeat C section rather than attempting a
VBAC. This time I saw my pelvic floor physical therapist at about 7 weeks
postpartum after my OB check up where I got “cleared.” My rectus muscles were
severely separated again. She did a lot of bodywork on me and was a great
support system. However, there were things we both just couldn’t figure out as
time marched on, and she suggested that maybe I should get the surgery sooner
rather than later so I could just be happy.
Around
6 months postpartum, I organized a Pregnancy and Postpartum athleticism seminar
for Brianna at my CrossFit gym. While we hung out and nerded out on pelvic floor until midnight. She urged me to fly to Chicago to see a professional
that was trained by Julie Wiebe. Just as I was figuring out how I was going to
leave the baby, pump, and find babysitting, a friend found an amazing pelvic floor
physical therapist 3 hours away. I was ready to drive
there tomorrow, especially because she was 38 weeks pregnant! I was freaking
out. Would I make it before she gave birth? Would she even take a new patient right now?
She
was nice enough to call me and listen to my story. I have never felt more
relieved and hopeful. However, the very best part came next. She told me
that she had a partner in Ann Arbor, which is only 30 minutes from my house. I
cried like a baby; it was finally time to get out of the dark.
I
was finally moving forward with my healing again and learning a lot! 1)
It wasn’t just the size of the gap but also how dense the fascia was
underneath. 2) I actually learned how to fix my alignment. When I was pregnant
I just ended up leaning forward instead of actually bringing my rib cage down.
This also just added to my lower back pressure. 3) I learned just how important
it is having someone assess your individual case. I am still amazed at the
movement patterns that I have fixed while working with Nancy, and I could have
never done that on my own. She also works with me on modifications at CrossFit
to make sure I can still do the fitness I love without making myself worse. I
take videos and we look at them and problem solve together. I have also added
in home exercises to try to wake up my abdominals, keep my rib cage down, and
activate my glutes. Many of these exercises are very mentally challenging but
have already paid off in how I am moving. Overall, I am doing things
drastically differently than the first time around, and I have truly realized
just how much better of an athlete I will be for it.
It
is amazing how your body compensates and sends you into bad movement patterns/
habits that are hard to break. There are some days where I still cannot believe
how clueless I used to be, especially because I was a competitive athlete that
“listened to my body” and “did what I have always done.” These
messages on social media or from health practitioners can be harmful. We need
to change the game and demand better care.
One
physical therapist working on changing the message is Julie Wiebe, and I finally
got to see her this past December. Seeing
Julie, as dramatic as it sounds, was a dream come true. Even though she didn’t
have the best news to deliver about my particular situation, it was the missing
piece to the puzzle. I finally felt educated, in control, and had a real plan
after years of misinformation and heartbreak. I cannot tell you how refreshing,
hopeful, and exciting it felt.
Julie
made some changes to my piston strategy and gave me some new movements to do in
my warm ups to help my abs connect with my body again.
While
she cannot officially diagnose a hernia, she thought I probably had one at my
belly button and to get it checked out.
My
fascia above my belly button is not responding, which means it is pretty much
dead.
So
with those pieces of information, I will need to seek out surgery if I want to
reach my fitness goals. She recommended waiting at least 6 months to have the
surgery so I could completely exhaust all methods of healing on my own to make
myself stronger going into the surgery. I plan to wait about a year. Even
though I am anxious to finally get to the true road to recovery, I don’t want
to rush the process either. I have had too many setbacks along the way, and she
thought that was a great idea.
When
I got home I put Nancy in contact with Julie so she can help me continue the
plan. I made an appointment and officially confirmed the hernia with a general
surgeon, and have begun researching the options on how to fix this the best way
possible. I will be meeting with many surgeons and will be documenting that
journey as I go. It is important that I find someone that won’t just make me
look good but also understands my athletic goals. Finally, I plan to come see
Julie again post surgery to make sure that I am set up with the right
strategies for healing during this next step.
I
have learned from my own journey, meeting Julie, talking to many women that are
struggling, and taking Brianna Battles Pregnancy and Postpartum Athleticism
Course for Coaches that…
· Weak core, leaking, back pain, pelvic
pain/pressure may be common but is not normal and a sign of dysfunction. These
issues can be present in all women, not just mothers.
· Many women rush into the surgery without
trying physical therapy first because they aren't aware that is even an option. They either could have healed without having the surgery at all or could have healed more on their own before surgery for an easier recovery.
· Postpartum women should have the support and guidance from their OB GYN's to see a pelvic floor physical therapist, whether they feel fine or not, before
resuming exercise, especially because most trainers do not have any or all of
this information to guide you in your fitness choices.
· Motherhood is physical. So going to the
gym or not, it is imperative that postpartum women have strategies in place for
their daily activities with the kids.
· Genetics play a role in how your muscles
and fascia respond to pregnancy. This part we cannot control. This makes it
even more important to be educated enough to control the things that we can.
· Breastfeeding hormones can play a factor
in your ability to heal your muscles and tissues.
· It might be hard to find a pelvic floor
physical therapist that is up to date with the newest research and methodology.
It also might be hard to even get your doctor to write you a script for it if
he/she feels you are “fine.” However, you can't stop pushing until you find someone that will write you a script.
I
have hope that this information is reaching more women as time marches on. It
has certainly gotten better since almost 4 years ago when Chase was born. But,
I am going to be honest. I often still feel anger and bitterness from this
journey, and I am really trying to let that all go by documenting the rest of
my story and helping as many women as possible.
I am determined to turn this negative experience into a positive one by helping
other moms feel empowered and knowledgeable. For me, helping is healing, and I
truly believe this happened so I could be a part of this change for postpartum
women; it is so desperately needed. So now, this is my calling. Please join me
on my journey into this heart project.
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