MissSmilla
Active member
Hi there, and welcome to my new check-in thread. For those who don't know me yet, hi, I'm Smilla, mother of two wonderful daughters aged 5 and 3, and long-time bee. I used to have a thread in the old Hive, but more or less stopped writing during the first phase of covid. That was not a good time, but I will not give that much backstory, as I tend toward walls of text at the best of times.
The backstory:
So, the year 2022 so far has been... quite a year.
Quite apart from the larger political and environmental issues, a lot of stuff happened in my little life in 2022.
In april, I finally went to see a specialist after not feeling quite right almost three years after the birth of my second child - and was diagnosed with pelvic prolapse. So, no more kung fu and no running, but physical therapy and electrotherapy (don't ask), and a very unclear prognosis. (I'd been going to the dojo twice a week since january 2009, the dojo, the people there, and the master being very important constants in my life through one job change, one move, one marriage, and two births).
I did go back to the dojo eventually for a few last sessions because, in july, master went back to Korea to be with his sick father. He had become unhappy with Germany during the covid times, so he packed up and left. I couldn't even really say goodbye because I had contracted covid, but so be it.
In the fall, the marital problems we had had since that first covid spring came to a head. We'd been to counseling since 2020, and I feel that I really really tried to save my marriage, but I ended up separating from my husband late in october. Now I'm getting used to single parenthood, working 30 hours, and negotiating the emotional fallout from the separation. I don't really miss him all that much, the decision had been a long time coming, but I'm grieving the "intact" family I so much wanted my girls to have. My still-husband is extremely angry and things are fraught right now, but we are speaking and also still seeing our marriage counselor every few weeks to have a neutral third person with us when we discuss things.
The current situation:
So, given I have the kids every night except for one weekend every two weeks, and working pretty much all of the time they are not with me, doing any regular exercise outside the house is not in the cards right now. Luckily, motivation is not one of my many problems, and I've been doing a) an excellent pelvic floor program called MUTU and b) an online flexibility program as this is low-impact on the pelvic floor and I would love to be able to do the splits at some point. Neither of them is free, but I find them worth it. So I'm moving my body. Not always, especially in this season of the kids being sick ALL THE F***ING TIME, but I am. I usually leave their bedroom around nine p.m., and as the alarm goes off at 6:30, I try to be in bed by 10:30, 11:00 at the latest, which does not give me a lot of alone time. (And I feel very brave working out at all after already having been horizontal for about an hour.)
The goals:
So where do I want to go from here? I would very much like to improve my stamina. I had to run to catch a train a few weeks ago, and it was not a pleasant experience. Unfortunately, all the good running substitutes are nonos for people with pelvic floor issues, so I do not have a solution to this problem right now. Maybe when it gets warmer I'll take the kids on longer rides on our e-bike, but right now that is not a very pleasant or safe option. Otherwise, after four months of MUTU (and a somewhat improved prolapse, I'm happy to report) I should be able to diversify a little more when it comes to working out. I'll make more detailed plans after Christmas. Maybe I'll do one of the many new programs Darebee has to offer.
What I would really like is to get closer to my old more badass self. I mean, I've never been a "real" badass, I've never achieved extraordinary things, but I held my own at kung fu practice with the guys, I finished two Tough Mudders, and I was able to do difficulty four Darebee programs. From where I'm standing right now, that's badass. And not just physically, but emotionally as well. I want to take the "bad mom" (what I feel like too often) and "ass****" (what my ex thinks of me), drop some letters, and combine them to badass. I want to model to my girls that you can leave a relationship if you're unhappy, that the three of us are unstoppable, and that it is possible to not only survive but thrive and have fun being a working single mom. Whenever I figure that part out for myself.
The backstory:
So, the year 2022 so far has been... quite a year.
Quite apart from the larger political and environmental issues, a lot of stuff happened in my little life in 2022.
In april, I finally went to see a specialist after not feeling quite right almost three years after the birth of my second child - and was diagnosed with pelvic prolapse. So, no more kung fu and no running, but physical therapy and electrotherapy (don't ask), and a very unclear prognosis. (I'd been going to the dojo twice a week since january 2009, the dojo, the people there, and the master being very important constants in my life through one job change, one move, one marriage, and two births).
I did go back to the dojo eventually for a few last sessions because, in july, master went back to Korea to be with his sick father. He had become unhappy with Germany during the covid times, so he packed up and left. I couldn't even really say goodbye because I had contracted covid, but so be it.
In the fall, the marital problems we had had since that first covid spring came to a head. We'd been to counseling since 2020, and I feel that I really really tried to save my marriage, but I ended up separating from my husband late in october. Now I'm getting used to single parenthood, working 30 hours, and negotiating the emotional fallout from the separation. I don't really miss him all that much, the decision had been a long time coming, but I'm grieving the "intact" family I so much wanted my girls to have. My still-husband is extremely angry and things are fraught right now, but we are speaking and also still seeing our marriage counselor every few weeks to have a neutral third person with us when we discuss things.
The current situation:
So, given I have the kids every night except for one weekend every two weeks, and working pretty much all of the time they are not with me, doing any regular exercise outside the house is not in the cards right now. Luckily, motivation is not one of my many problems, and I've been doing a) an excellent pelvic floor program called MUTU and b) an online flexibility program as this is low-impact on the pelvic floor and I would love to be able to do the splits at some point. Neither of them is free, but I find them worth it. So I'm moving my body. Not always, especially in this season of the kids being sick ALL THE F***ING TIME, but I am. I usually leave their bedroom around nine p.m., and as the alarm goes off at 6:30, I try to be in bed by 10:30, 11:00 at the latest, which does not give me a lot of alone time. (And I feel very brave working out at all after already having been horizontal for about an hour.)
The goals:
So where do I want to go from here? I would very much like to improve my stamina. I had to run to catch a train a few weeks ago, and it was not a pleasant experience. Unfortunately, all the good running substitutes are nonos for people with pelvic floor issues, so I do not have a solution to this problem right now. Maybe when it gets warmer I'll take the kids on longer rides on our e-bike, but right now that is not a very pleasant or safe option. Otherwise, after four months of MUTU (and a somewhat improved prolapse, I'm happy to report) I should be able to diversify a little more when it comes to working out. I'll make more detailed plans after Christmas. Maybe I'll do one of the many new programs Darebee has to offer.
What I would really like is to get closer to my old more badass self. I mean, I've never been a "real" badass, I've never achieved extraordinary things, but I held my own at kung fu practice with the guys, I finished two Tough Mudders, and I was able to do difficulty four Darebee programs. From where I'm standing right now, that's badass. And not just physically, but emotionally as well. I want to take the "bad mom" (what I feel like too often) and "ass****" (what my ex thinks of me), drop some letters, and combine them to badass. I want to model to my girls that you can leave a relationship if you're unhappy, that the three of us are unstoppable, and that it is possible to not only survive but thrive and have fun being a working single mom. Whenever I figure that part out for myself.