Long awaited mommy makeover- San Diego, CA

I had my first child in December 2006. I had already been a little more heavy set when I got pregnant and once the big news came that I was going to have a baby, I got more concerned about my weight. I had my son and at 2 months post pregnancy I started hitting the gym. I lost the baby weight and about a year later worked to move beyond just baby weight and burn more fat. I accomplished my goal in May 2008 and was at 135 lbs, 5 lbs past my goal, and about 20 lbs less than my prior average weight. I was very happy and very proud of myself for this accomplishment, but along with losing weight, I lost quite a bit of volume in my breasts, my once full C's were now B's. My stomach was flat for the most part, with the exception of the small pooch from being pregnant. Overall I was happy with how I looked and new one day I would want my breasts fixed up.
About 6 years down the road my second son was born. Time went by and my son was born in January 2013, I worked once again to lose the baby weight. Since I had stayed healthy after my first son, the weight seemed to fall off. Once again, along with the weight loss, I lost even more volume in my breasts which took me down to an A maybe small B, depending on the brand. My stomach was still kinda flat but the pooch got worse and no matter how hard I worked I could tone up everything, except for that pooch. If I lost weight my stomach looked bigger, if I gained a few pounds my stomach looked proportionate. I couldn't win.
At this point, I don't like how my pants fit, I don't like how my clothes not fitting right affects my workouts, and I cannot stand how I look in my uniforms for work. Everything seems to fit just right till I get to my upper torso area, my chest area is baggy and stomach area is tight. Definitely should be the other way around.
Through out a couple years, even once before my second child, I had consults with different plastic surgeons. I obviously wanted to fix myself, but after each appointment something told me to hold off. I ended up deploying for about 7 months in 2014 and had plenty of time to think, to plan, to contemplate, and make sure I am ready mentally and physically to make this decision when I returned home. Once I was home I had a consult with a surgeon that a friend of mine had seen. I was excited and wanted to go for it, but I held off. About 2 months later I scheduled a consult with Dr. Pousti and everything about the appointment just felt right. I went home that night and thought and looked into the important factors to make sure it was the right time to do this. I called back the next day and scheduled the surgery for breast lift, augmentation, and tummy tuck. November 5th was the date and I couldn't wait. About a week went by and some things came up that could prevent me from doing this right now, so I canceled with the intention of rescheduling at a later date. I waited two weeks or so before making a final decision on saying yay or nay. I talked to some family and friends who knew this was something I had been planning for years now, and I decided to call back and reschedule. So now, November 10th it is! I can't wait, my mom came out to help me with my boys, my sister in law is here to help as well, I've purchased items to help with recovery, and now a day and a half prior I'm just waiting.
More to follow....

So here it is, November 10, about 4 and half hours before I have to leave my home for the surgery center, and about 6 hours before I go under. I've taken my last shower, it's after midnight so no more eating or drinking, paperwork is complete, and I can't sleep. I have a mixture of nervousness, excitement, and anxiety running thru me. My biggest concern is my youngest son and how he will handle his mommy not being able to pick him up or let him sit on me or worst of all, not being able to put him in his crib at night. I just want to get past this first rough spot, how ever long it'll be, and really start to heal, so I can begin to g wit my life back with my kiddos.

So here it is, about 28 hours or so after the surgery. It's been rough, but I've had amazing help from my family. Even my youngest who I thought would continously try to jump all over me is doing a perfect job at understanding that he needs to be carful. He comes up to the side of the chair and gives me a kiss. I love it. I still need lots of help getting up out of my chair to go pee and the sitting back down. The drugs are keeping me pretty well under control. I make sure to take deep breaths and move my toes and feet around. Just within the last hour or so I've felt ok enough to go further than just to the bathroom and back. I sat outside for a little bit and was in the kitchen for a few min. Now I'm sitting on my ottoman writing this update. At this point the hardest part is the getting up and down, oh and walking hunched without the walker, even for just a min, is horrible. My back muscles start to hurt pretty bad and I gotta grab the walker again then I'm good. I keep getting hot so right now I'm simply wearing bandages, binder and panties and I feel glorious lol. My older son is doing a perfect job at helping me as well, he's become such a man from a little boy of 7. I've been blessed with great family and friends, there is no way I could have dobe this without them.
As far as Dr Pousti's office, I have received 2 or 3 calls from them today, call from the surgery center as well ,and they called yesterday and talked to my mom since I was out of it. We are both very impressed with the amount of attention and care we have received from them. I can't wait to see the results. I feel very confident with Dr Pousti's professional demeanor and the same with their entire staff.