This year has been declared my year of healing. The year of hygge. And I was just recently given all the more affirmation that hygge is what my body and soul need.
After my husband and I had our third miscarriage this past Thanksgiving, I was told by every health provider I had to get a full “work-up.” What does that mean? Lots of blood tests, mainly. I was tested for everything under the sun.
While this whole process has been disheartening in some regards, I am so grateful for this entire journey, start to finish. Without the path we were given, I may have gone years and years more without knowing what was lying beneath the surface in my own body.
When I found out that one of my friends, who had graduated from naturopathy school was moving back to Santa Barbara, I couldn’t wait to meet with her. I knew if anyone was going to find out what was going on with my body, it was Dr. ACE (as her patients call her). I am so grateful for this woman, it’s crazy.
We found two major things that may have been contributing to the cause of our miscarriages.
MTHFR: this is a genetic mutation that stops my body from activating folic acid. While my body has plenty of folate due to my diet, my body is not actively using it.
Folate is incredibly important to the development of the fetus, helping prevent neural tube defects that cause birth defects of the spinal cord and brain. If you want to read more about it, check out this article by Wellness Mama.
To treat it, we are currently doing intermuscular vitamin shots of active folic acid. Since it is genetic, I will probably need to do the shots for the rest of my life…and I am more than fine with that.
The other thing we found out is that my adrenals are just about bottomed out. There are 3-4 stages of adrenal fatigue (depending on your source), and I am stage 3 (borderline 4). In other words? Not good.(Have you heard of adrenal fatigue? Check out this article)
Here is why I am telling you this. My best friend mentioned to me the other night that the fact that I am doing the Hygge Project is actually perfect timing. Since stage 3 adrenal fatigue could take a year of two to heal, this year is going to be all about slowing down, self-care, and nurturing my frazzled nerves.
More lavender baths, like, every single night. No high-intensity workouts for a long while…more yoga and long walks in the woods. More pots of herbal teas, and no coffee. More snuggles with my boys. More curling up with a good book near the fire.
Basically, everything that means hygge to me, I need to implement and actively pursue for my health.
Isn’t life amazing?
I could easily, and with complete understanding, continue to look for what is wrong with me and this situation…
…but maybe if I looked for what is right, I would see that maybe this is all perfect, just as it is.
Maybe I needed to slow down, take some time to collect myself. Maybe I needed to be forced to build in self-care because I wasn’t doing it on my own. Maybe this is a whisper from the Divine to listen a little closer when my body speaks to me because God knows I heard “slow down” “stop drinking that coffee” “just walk today” about a hundred times too many.
Maybe this is exactly what I needed after all.
And with that, I need to go check on my chicken soup on this cloudy, chilly Sunday afternoon.