Last week I went to Old Navy to get Lucas some play shorts and t-shirts and pants for school (what is it about boys wearing out the knees in every single pair of pants they wear?!). I like Old Navy a lot; they have a great selection, true to fit sizes and the price is always right.
Occasionally I’ll buy something fun and trendy for me there as well and right now all of the super cute light-colored springy items have hit their racks and it was too tempting for me. For the better part of eight months all I’ve worn are stretchy pants with secret tummy panels and billowy shirts with elastic along the sides. I’m ready to shop!!
But seriously, what the hell was I thinking trying on pants? I am so far from my pre-pregnancy weight, let alone my pre-pregnancy body. I am able to fit into my “fat” jeans, but none of my true regular pants yet. Those are several sizes from where I am today.
When I was pregnant with Lucas I gained 33 pounds. This time around, 44. 44!! I’m blaming the fertility meds I was on the first trimester and my adoration of baked goods and sandwiches. I’m already down 30 pounds and I know the last 10 are the hardest, but I want results NOW!!
I’ve been walking a lot and since bringing Lola home have worked back up to 4 miles 3 to 4 times a week but it’s time to kick it up a notch…. more cardio, less carbs and maybe enlist a professional! I’ve never been on a diet or nutrition plan, but I’m ready to make some serious changes in my diet.
It’s also time to give myself a break.
It took 9+ months to put all that weight on, I was creating a human for God’s sake so it’s going take a while to get back the way I was.
If I ever do.
The problem is I live in the worst place on the planet for a woman’s body consciousness. Southern California is full of beautiful and fit people. And it can be a very judge-y environment. In my case, most of it self inflicted, but with so much healthy living going on around you, it’s hard not to get caught up in it. I’ve shared my thoughts on weight here and here before but pregnancy is different.
Isn’t it?
I love exercising and I’m not above hard work. I know I’ll get there, but why do I beat myself up like this and why can’t all tags say this? And better yet, why can’t we believe it?
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A good reminder for us all, no?
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I lost all the baby weight + more with my first son. I thought it’d be easier with the second, since I gained less weight, but I was wrong. The last 15 pounds hung around stubbornly, until 18 months after #2 was born, I finally took steps to eat properly and lost about 10 pounds over 3 months. Of course I got pregnant again, but I feel that I’ve started this pregnancy on a better footing to a) a healthy pregnancy, and b) easier weight loss post-pregnancy.
You’re right in saying that it takes time. It’s only been 2 months for you, and 30 pounds is amazing! A friend told me that you should give yourself at least as much time it took for you to grow your baby, as it would to lose the weight. Most of all, you need to remain and feel healthy. You’re on the right track, don’t beat yourself up, seriously.
You’re beautiful and such a good mom. It will happen and just focus on that baby right now. I know that is hard not to dwell – and I am just as guilty. Damn Southern California. Move here where it’s sweater whether until August. Love you. xoxoxo
I love that clothing label and yes, I wish they all could say that. It would be such a nice affirmation when we are trying on clothes.
I have never been really happy with my weight but I did feel that the weight wanted to stick around more after my second. It sounds like you are doing amazing – and doing all the things necessary for you to be strong and healthy!
you created a NEW LIFE, and you’re beautiful. you have already come so far, and it’s hard to listen and watch you be so hard on yourself. that being said, I totally understand how you feel.
keep up the hard work, but give yourself some more time.
xoxoxo
Best. Clothing. Label. Ever.
And it’s true – you are glowing and beautiful.
It will come in time – while you need discipline, you also need to cut yourself some slack 🙂
I’ve finally reached a point at which I no longer want to look like a supermodel, instead of thinking I could if I just tried harder. Learning to love yourself at every stage of life is the hardest thing to do, even harder than losing those last ten pregnancy pounds. You are gorgeous! xoxo