Happy 2 Year Mommy Makeover Anniversary to me!

Ok so a little more about me. I'm 5'1" tall and 115 pounds and was a pretty deflated 34B. I nursed 3 babies all until 18+ months and I gained 45 pounds with each pregnancy. My boys were both 8 1/2 pounds at birth while my girl was almost 9 pounds! Now with all that to say my body bounced back pretty well after each pregnancy. However, after my third I developed a hernia (turned out I had 2 hernias) and when I bent over in a 2 piece I had this gross wrinkly saggy skin. When I bent over in jeans or pants I had this "muffin top" and of course I just wasn't happy with the way my body looked. I go to the gym everyday and you can not see my abs. At all. I also had a 2" diastasis that I wanted repaired as well. I met with Dr T back in October, he recommended which size implants based on my size and stats/curves and also recommended I get a full TT with muscle repair and hernia repair. My goals was to have bigger, fuller breasts, a flat tummy with definition (I have the definition but you cant tell bc of the extra skin!) and I just wanted my pre-baby body back :)

Fast Forward to Dec 6th...surgery day! We arrived at the surgical center at 10am. Filled out all the necessary paperwork then Sid (the nurse) took us back so I could change and try on sizers one last time (I was between 375- Dr T's pick and 400's- my pick). In the end I went with my gut and did the 400's. So I get changed and go back out to get my IV started. Since I hadnt had anything to eat or drink since 10pm the following evening my veins were kinda small and dehydrated so the nurse blew 2 of my veins. Thats never happened before and of all things I started to get dizzy and freaked out. I refused to look at my arm and just stared in complete terror at my husband who said he's never seen me so scared before (I'm a pretty tough chick ;-) But needles freak me out anyway and the thought of him collapsing a vein made my stomach turn. But to be fair it wasnt his fault. Just bad luck. He was a nice guy and has been working there since Day 1 so it was no biggie. So the anesthesiologist came over to me to ask me questions and then she decided to give it a shot. Thank you Lord, she got the needle in with hardly any pain and no issues. Not sure my nerves could have taken another collapsed vein. After that, Dr T came over to talk to us. Once again being very informative, going over the procedure, answering any questions we had, etc... Then he took me back, took lots of pictures and made his markings. It was then that I gave my hubby a kiss (and who ran out to fill all of my scripts) and met another nice nurse who walked me back to the OR. It was very bright but actually kinda warm! As I climbed onto the table she was telling me how Dr T did her mommy makeover as well and how I'll do wonderful and how he's a perfectionist, etc... As I laid on the table we talked about Christmas, how big my babies were, how much weight I gained then it was lights out! Complete relaxation to be honest. I thought I'd be all nervous and crying (I dont know why) and it wasnt anything like I thought. I was in surgery for 3 1/2 hours (or maybe 3?) I woke up happy and asking for my husband. I remember not being able to talk. I was talking very faint and I remember the nurse telling me how sweet I was. But then it got me thinking, are people really mean to them?? LOL Maybe people say or do crazy mean stuff when they wake up bc he kept commenting on how nice and sweet I was. It was good to hear bc I was worried I wake up a mess. LOL Finally after an hour, when I pretty fully awake, my husband was allowed to come back. Surgery went perfect. I was in and out of it but Dr T informed my hubby that the surgery went well. At about 2 hours post-op, I got up, went pee and we were sent on our way. Oh and I was given Fentenyl (?) and percs to take for the ride home) Ride home wasn't bad. I was pretty numb though I felt like my breathing was pretty shallow. I felt like I had an elephant on my chest. I nodded off and on until we got home. Came home, walked upstairs with no issues, hubby got me in bed and comfy and brought me chicken soup, crackers and jello. At some point I passed out and woke up at midnight....I felt like I had been hit by a bus and it was mostly my chest that was hurting. Wasn't expecting that one! Hubby gave me percs but they literally didnt do a thing for the pain. I laid in bed moaning and shallow breathing for about 2 hours until I was allowed to take a valium. Life-saver! It relaxed me and made me pass out. I spent Day 2 pretty much the same way. It was by far the worst. I kept up on my pain meds but couldnt eat. So I basically slept ALL day and everytime I woke up it was in pain. I often asked my husband what the heck I did to myself! But he reminded me that they all say that and that it will get better. He was right. I slept all night that night and woke up to Day 3 a completely different person! I'm getting sleepy and hubby wants to watch a movie so I'm gonna go for now. But I'll be back for a more upbeat update tomorrow :)

I'm still a little nervous about posting body shots :) I guess because its the internet and once its out there, its really out there. So I may not post them on here. But I may email them to the few who are curious if you're interested :)