My Poor Baby and Knees!

***warning long post.....lots of words**
So if any of you have met Hudson, you know he is an extremely loud and worrisome breather. Since he was about 2 months old he has had a hard time breathing. I noticed it especially at night and his labored breathing really made us nervous. You could tell he struggled and he would have episodes were he couldn't catch his breath and would panic until he could finally get a breath. Pediatrician #1 told us he had croup although he did not have a cough, he gave Hudson a steroid shot but it didn't help. Pediatrician #2 told us it was RSV or asthma, but the breathing treatment he got at the Dr didn't help, she ended up just telling us to come back if it got worse. Pediatrician #3 told us she thought he had some sort of growths in his trachea or on his vocal chords so we would have to go to Primary Children's to an ENT and get a scope, unfortunately they didn't have any openings for 3 weeks. Well today was the big day and we finally got some answers! He has severe laryngeal malaysia. Basically some cartillage collapses over the airway when he breathes in making it had for him to breath. He's on medicine now to see if it helps but if it doesn't get any better the Dr suggests having a procedure to take care of it. It was so hard to watch have a scope put down his nose but we are so happy to know what the problem is and that it can be fixed!
Now to my poor aching knees! Ryan and I ran our first post baby half marathon on Saturday! I decided when I was still pregnant that it was something I wanted to do. Obviously I had some weight I wanted to lose and this seemed the best way. When the Dr okay-ed me to start working out I started running very small amounts on the treadmill and worked my way up. After we got a jogging stroller I got more serious, it has been so fun to be able to take Hudson on runs with me everyday, he loves being outside and is such a good sport. The other thing I have found about training for this race is that I have a goal other than just simply losing weight, I have something more to focus on other than the number on a scale. I cared more about eating healthy and getting good sleep because I knew my body would not function like I wanted it to the next day on my run if I didn't. I didn't break any records and I didn't get an amazing time but I got to run on a very beautiful course (Provo River Trail past Bridal Veil Falls) with my husband and achieve a goal I had set for myself. I may no be the skinniest I've ever been, but I don't care because I feel strong and in shape, I can run 5-7 miles enjoyably but I know if I push myself I can go longer. I sometimes don't feel like I have many accomplishments but I proved to myself that I can do things I set my mind to. I hope this doesn't come across as bragging but sometimes we are so careful about not wanting to seem so into ourselves that we sell ourselves short a lot of the time. So I guess what I really wanted to say is....I'm proud of myself.