Wow my first post! I have always wanted to have my own blog. I would look at all the great DIY projects on pinterest and just admire all the beautiful mom blogs they were linked to. Something always stopped me though, I can’t put my finger on it. Maybe I wasn’t confident in my writing skills ( Just a warning, I tend to be a little scatter brained, also, grammar is NOT my forte’). However, with little confidence and horrible grammar skills, here I am writing my first post.
To explain why I am starting this blog, let me start by telling you a little about myself. My name is Ashley and I am from the great gulf coast of Florida. Side note: I feel that Florida REALLY gets a bad rep! Yes, we had the whole bath salts incident and the hanging chad, but Florida really is a beautiful and wonderful place.Well at least the panhandle is! Anyway, I live in the lovely town of Pensacola, which is the real first city of Florida, despite what the twits in St. Augustine want you to believe ;). Here we have the beauty of the coast, mixed with a deep southern history.
I moved to Pensacola in 2009 to finish school. Not too long after that I met a boy, and not too long after that he asked me to be his wife. We were married in 2011 in a beautiful garden along 30A,outside Destin Florida.
Weren’t we just precious? After our wedding we had a quick honeymoon in Napa Valley (I highly recommend frequent trips to wine country BTW) Then we had to move to Texas for Ryan’s job. For about a year we were back and forth from Texas to Florida when we couldn’t take it anymore. I was living in Pensacola and Ryan was working right outside of Austin, TX when I said “Come home!”. He was home for two months before I found out I was pregnant with our Daughter Madison Lee.
She was not planned what so ever, but we were excited and filled with anticipation! My pregnancy went off without a hitch, until I was about 30 weeks. My blood pressure sky rocketed and I was put on bed rest for the last six weeks of the pregnancy. Madison, or “Maddie” was born in September and let me tell you, every cliche’ you have ever heard about having a baby is absolutely true! She was perfect and we have loved her unconditionally from the start.
Not long after Maddie’s first birthday we were home one night, everything was normal. We were all sleeping, and then all of a sudden I woke up terribly nauseous. I ran in the bathroom and got sick. I ended up getting sick five times before Ryan had to get up for work. He got Maddie dressed and took her to day care. I was convinced I was dealing with food poisoning, we had eaten out the previous night. I called into work to let them know I would not be able to make it in that day. My manager reminded me that I had to bring in a Doctor’s note to be excused. So up I got, woozy and cramping. I drove to urgent care and waited, and waited…and waited. Finally, they told me to go to the ER to be seen faster, so off I went, still thinking that it was just food poisoning and that all this was so ridiculous.
I was admitted to the ER with Ryan by my side.
This is when things took an interesting turn.
It turns out I was not dealing with food poisoning. I had a large complex cyst burst on one of my ovaries.
It is common knowledge, as a woman, that we have cysts on our ovaries constantly and they are usually not a big deal. I figured, Okay,well this was not a fun experience, but it happens. They gave me some meds, told me to rest, and scheduled a follow up appointment at a local gyno.
Around November I saw the Doctor, she had me do an internal ultra sound to look at my ovaries. She came in the room and said “Have you heard of Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome?” . Of course I had not, she then told me I had so many cysts on my ovaries that they “looked like they were wrapped in pearl necklaces”.
I had no idea what this meant. She had me do some blood work and come back in three months for another ultrasound. On my next appointment she diagnosed me with PCOS. I had done some research between visits, so I kind of knew what I was up against. I asked her why I had this, and why I didn’t have it before my daughter was born. She said that there is no rhyme or reason behind who has PCOS.
Suddenly, all the things that I was just brushing off as “after pregnancy weirdness”, or just a “really bad period” made sense. I had experienced what I thought was postpartum depression and anxiety, now I know that was part of the hormone imbalance that PCOS causes. I was having brutally painful periods, where I couldn’t stand up because the pain was so intense. I now know that this too was caused by PCOS. I was also experiencing excessive water retention as well as hard crashes, similar to what a diabetic would face, if I had to many carbs or to much sugar.
All of this was because I turned out to be 1 in 10 women who develop PCOS in their reproductive years, and without that trip to the ER I would have not known until it was too late.
I found out that untreated, PCOS can lead to heart disease, diabetes, and infertility. These are all VERY scary terms for me. I have seen my family members and friends deal with these terms. My Dr. assured me that now that we know, we can fight it.
She has put me on a very strict low gluten, low sugar, low dairy diet and a moderate exercise regimen. Apparently, carbs and sugar are like fertilizer for those stupid little cysts, so the less I put in my body, the better I’ll feel and the more likely I am to have another baby.
I will admit that all this scared me at first.
I really want a second baby, and not knowing whether I can have one or not, is not something I want to dwell on. I felt isolated with this disease I had never heard of, so I dug into the internet looking for support groups and other women who happened to be 1 in 10. I found some really great blogs and some very inspiring women. I did not find any support groups or local facebook groups though, and that was pretty disappointing.
So there it is, after all that we have reached my reason for “blogging”. I want to create a space for women with PCOS to come and find recipes for meals they can actually eat, along with stories of my journey as well as other women with PCOS. Also, because you need to step out of the PCOS bubble and live a normal life, I will have lots of fun DIY projects too.
I will also be starting a local facebook group for women in the Florida panhandle with PCOS. We can share, we can encourage, and we can fight together.
If you would like to share your story or struggle with PCOS, please feel free to leave it in the comments or visit my facebook group.
P.S. I promise that all my posts will NOT be this long! 🙂