I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to write here, but I have gotten some requests for more details on my abdominoplasty surgery, which I had done on March 28. I’m nearly six weeks out from surgery, and feeling very good. I’d say I’m about 90% healed, but I have a feeling the last 10% is going to take a while.
For instance, I can sleep on my stomach now, but if I stretch a certain way, I can feel it in my abdominal muscles. I know I have a lot of stitches on the inside, and that’s when I can feel them.
My scar is thin and fading, but I have to wear scar tape (like this) for another 7 weeks. Fortunately, one sheet lasts a long time.
I still have pretty intense swelling, mostly right below my belly button, and that could last for a few more months, if not longer. Right now I’m sitting here feeling like I have a pillow in my binder. Combined with the numbness (which will also last months, if not forever), it’s a very odd feeling. I had some liposuction on my hips and sides (they do this for contouring so you’re not all weird and lumpy from the abdominoplasty) and those areas, ironically, are weird and lumpy. They say the final results from that might not be seen for a year.
I’ve been to the gym a few times, but since I am still wearing my binder, it’s not terribly fun. Binders are hot, and therefore not great exercise wear. But I’m dying to run again. To see what it’s like, really. So far so good.
Speaking of the binder (and various other compression garments I’ve collected), I have to wear them 24/7 (unless I’m showering) until the 6 week mark, and then I will have a little more leeway. I will say, I’ve gained a new respect for Spanx over the past several weeks, but that’s not to say I won’t be happy to stop wearing them all the time.
What everyone really wants are before and after pictures. I think you know me well enough to understand that I’m not going to show any immodest photos. But I will share a few clothed ones.
These photos are from the boys’ birthday party in December. I’d be lying if I didn’t say these photos made me realize how badly I needed (and wanted) this surgery. I’d lost 40 pounds, and I still looked this bad? This lumpy? Weight loss and exercise weren’t cutting it, and for me, nothing short of surgery was going to repair the damage a triplet pregnancy did to my body.
I can’t believe I’m inviting everyone to examine my fat rolls here. Only because they’re gone now. Ha!
And here’s a picture from the other day.
Ah, that’s better!
So if you have any other questions about my surgery, please ask in the comments.
Just one month shy of the much-coveted age of "five and a half."
It’s pretty funny. Every time someone asks them their age, Oliver will pipe up with, "but we’re not five AND A HALF yet. Just five."
(And yes, I took this on the correct day of May 4.)
Last night, I took the boys to see Disney on Ice presents Rockin’ Ever After. {Disclaimer: I was given the tickets for free, but all opinions are my own.} I wasn’t sure how they’d feel about it, since they’d only seen one of the four movies represented in the show.
First up was the Little Mermaid. Even though I haven’t seen the movie in at least twenty years, as soon as Ariel gets her voice back (spoiler alert!) and starts the “ah-ah-ah..” song, one can’t help but pretend one is also a former mermaid. The boys enjoyed the dancing crab (Sebastian) and the fish (Flounder) in that sequence.
Next up was Tangled, which they may have seen, because they recognized the girl as Rapunzel. I’m not going to lie, I watched that one by myself not too long ago. The boys liked that the guy in that kept getting knocked out with a frying pan. Hope that doesn’t give them any ideas… There was also a skating horse that Miles thought looked real. The lantern scene was very cool, too.
We got a short intermission after that, and I promised the boys some more vastly overpriced cotton candy. Well, it came with a Flounder hat, at least.
They would not stay still for a photo.
Next up was Brave! As you can see, I dressed the boys in their Brave t-shirts featuring the triplets, so I was happy the little guys were in that segment a lot. (But no bear part! I was kind of surprised they cut that out. Maybe to avoid spoiling the movie? Oops, guess I should have put SPOILER ALERT before this paragraph.)
Wrapping up the show was my favorite segment, Beauty and the Beast. I forgot how much I loved that movie when I was younger. I must have watched it a thousand times while babysitting my neighbor’s kids when I was a teenager. This show really made me want to watch it again.
The best part, of course, is the Be Our Guest song. I really would like one of the dresses that the “plates” wear.
The boys were a little freaked out by the fire on stage, but I thought it was cool. (This is when the townsfolk are going after The Beast.)
My only complaint about that segment is that the post-Beast Prince (or whatever he is) was not terribly handsome. Kinda wimpy, actually. I’d take Gaston over him any day.
And that was it! The production values were very good, and I love watching ice skaters. The highest praise I can give the show is that the boys sat through it and were engrossed the entire time. Go and see it if you can! It’s playing through Sunday, May 5. Showtimes can be found here.
My devious plan was to recruit Oliver to help me cook dinner, in the hopes that he’d eat better. It seemed to work, as he gobbled up his scrambled eggs that night.
Whisk like the wind, boy!
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As I’ve been driving around town, I keep seeing a billboard for the new Disney on Ice show “Rockin’ Ever After.” What catches my eye is the little triplets from Brave peeking out of the corner of the sign. You know I have a thing about those little triplets.
If your kids are into Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Tangled, or Brave, then they’ll love this show. The boys have never seen the first two movies, but they giggled at the sight of the ice-skating teapot when I showed them a commercial. I took Linus to see Toy Story on Ice a few years ago when we were in Virginia, and he was mesmerized. So I know they’re going to have a great time.
The New Orleans shows start Thursday, May 2 and will run through Sunday, May 5, and are at the UNO Lakefront Arena. Tickets for Disney On Ice presents Rockin’ Ever After start at $18 each and are available all Ticketmaster outlets at 800-745-3000 or online at www.Ticketmaster.com.
For more information, including showtimes and ticket prices, visit www.disneyonice.com.
But guess what? I have a set of four tickets to give away to Thursday night’s 7pm show. Enter below.
This is a sponsored post. I was given a set of four tickets to attend the show, as well as the tickets to give away. All opinions are my own.
Via Flickr:
Linus’s class (pictured here) and Miles’s class went on a field trip to the New Orleans Museum of Art today. I chaperoned. When I came back to work, my coworkers all wanted to know how my bus ride with forty-five-year-olds went. Har dee har har.
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That’s the ratio of boys: girls we had at a friend’s house the other night. And that’s a set of triplets, a set of twins, and three singletons.
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It’s just too perfect, am I right?
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Today was the boys’ first free dress day ever. They got to pick out their shirts – Miles and Linus wore Mario shirts, and Oliver wore a Transformers one. As you can see, they were pretty excited about it. Well, Miles and Oliver anyway.
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The boys and I went to my mom’s this weekend, and while I was there, I needed to look for a photo of my mom and I to use for a blog post. Specifically, a photo from when I was a baby. As the third child, there just aren’t nearly as many of me as there are of my brother and sister. (Do you see me taking fewer pictures of Miles? Noooooooo.)
But I did find one album that had lots of photos of me, including one of me and my mom. Jackpot! So I borrowed the album so I could scan some of the pictures and aren’t you lucky, I’m going to share them here.
Starting with me as a tiny infant. I’m impressed with the level of tolerance my siblings (especially my sister) are showing here:
And she’s not shoving me off my dad’s lap here, but it looks imminent.
One of my earliest childhood memories is of my first birthday party. I have this really distinct memory of sitting in my little rocking chair with a crown on. But then I realize that surely I can’t possibly remember my first birthday party, right? Of course not. I just internalized this photo a bit too much.
Mmm, cake! If I was going to truly remember something, surely it’d be this…
My cousin Rob was born about four months before me. We were best buddies growing up. (Truthfully, I still have a hard time not calling him Robby, just as I’m sure he still thinks of me as Pammy.)
I noticed I was wearing the same outfit in these two Christmas pictures. I gotta get to the bottom of this. Surely these are a year apart, judging by my hair, right?
Maybe I was wearing my sister’s dress in the second one?
I definitely see the boys in this picture. Mostly just the expression on my face. I know I’ve seen Oliver make that face.
Love these of me and my daddy:
And a bunch of my cousins:
Just when I’m convinced I was the most hideous child ever (I actually felt sorry for my mom when I found all these class pictures…)
…I came across this, and I think, I wasn’t too bad!
But this…now THIS is the photo I love the best. I do definitely remember this moment. Those poor King Dons never stood a chance.
(nice mullet, kid.)
Okay, that’s all I’ll subject you to for now…
My name is Pam, and I live in New Orleans with my husband George and my identical triplet boys Linus, Oliver, and Miles, born in December 2007.
