Things I miss about being pregnant:
1. Being fat for a reason: For the most part I liked the way I looked and felt while pregnant. Post-pregnancy....Ugh, let's not talk about that again for a while.
2. Having people do stuff for me. Not that I was one of those "hey, can you lift that, I'm pregnant" people, or at least I don't think I was. But the fact that people would offer. I liked that. Also, having SB be in charge of the litter box. I loved that one. Even though he always cleaned it anyway, for 10 months I didn't have to feel so bad about not doing it. Now I have to feel guilty again.
3. Eating what I wanted. Except for sushi, and rare steak, and booze. If I was hungry, I ate. Which is probably why I'm hating my post-pregnancy body, come to think of it.
4. Napping for a reason. No one ever questioned my napping. Now M is constantly harassing me that I try to nap too much. She's a stickler for that.
5. Rubbing my own belly. Whatever, I liked it, so what.
Things I don't miss:
1. Not being able to run. Yoga was great and all, but I missed running a lot. And now I'm finding it so hard on my body to get back into it. So, so hard.
2. Trying to put on my shoes. Being pregnant in the winter made this extra annoying. My winter boots have a lot of LACES. And I work we had to change our shoes when we arrived and left, so I couldn't even cheat and just wear sneakers and freeze my feet off for five minutes. At least my feet didn't swell up, I guess.
3. Sleeping on my back.
4. Not being able to drink booze or eat sushi or raw/rare steak. (in the last month or two I took some liberties on the steak and sushi, and I did occasionally drink wine, but it's still not the same)
5. Feeling movement. I found it really, really strange actually. Like I swallowed a bowl full of goldfish. The only thing I found really cool was when she would kick and I could see it. But that was more because I felt like I could star in a sci-fi movie without all the special effects.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Friday, May 06, 2011
And now the work begins
Are you tired of reading about the baby yet? I'm tired of writing about her. Kind of. In the way that, boy, wouldn't it be interesting if there was more going on in my life besides this baby? kind of way.
But, alas, this is life now. We do the same thing every day, over and over and over. If the weather is bad, then we do even more of the same thing. If the weather is good we might walk to meet a friend, or take Tess on a long walk. We're wild and crazy girls without a vehicle, so it turns out we walk a lot.
Yet, with all this walking, I am not shrinking. At. All. In the first two weeks after M was born, I think I dropped 20 pounds, then slowly lost another 10. And then I just kept hovering. All in all I put on probably 50 pounds with the pregnancy, and while they say the last ten pounds stick, I'm finding it's more like the last 20.
Also, my body has changed. I don't see the weight in my face as much as I did the last time I was at this weight, however my thighs and hips are GIGANTIC. None of my pre-pregnancy jeans fit (duh!) and I'm tired of wearing maternity jeans since there is no baby in there, so I thought about buying a new pair of on-sale in-between jeans. When I tried on my "fat size" they were so tight on my hips and thighs I could barely pull them up. And I will NOT give in a buy and even bigger size than my previous fat size. So maternity jeans it is.
But, we're taking action. I'm back on Weight Watchers, which worked extremely well for me the last time I dropped a lot of weight, and I had actually been keeping most of it off until I got pregnant (I think I was up 10 pounds at that point). I also started the Couch to 5K running program this week, which I did a few years ago too. My first run was yesterday and while it went well, I'm very sore today. Lastly, I'm hoping to get back to yoga soon - waiting to get into a Mom and Baby class so that it will add a little variety into our life.
Hopefully it won't take long to get out of these maternity jeans, and while I can't wait to see what my post-baby body is going to look like, I have a feeling I'm going to miss my pre-baby body, as flawed as it was, more than I could have ever imagined.
But, alas, this is life now. We do the same thing every day, over and over and over. If the weather is bad, then we do even more of the same thing. If the weather is good we might walk to meet a friend, or take Tess on a long walk. We're wild and crazy girls without a vehicle, so it turns out we walk a lot.
Yet, with all this walking, I am not shrinking. At. All. In the first two weeks after M was born, I think I dropped 20 pounds, then slowly lost another 10. And then I just kept hovering. All in all I put on probably 50 pounds with the pregnancy, and while they say the last ten pounds stick, I'm finding it's more like the last 20.
Also, my body has changed. I don't see the weight in my face as much as I did the last time I was at this weight, however my thighs and hips are GIGANTIC. None of my pre-pregnancy jeans fit (duh!) and I'm tired of wearing maternity jeans since there is no baby in there, so I thought about buying a new pair of on-sale in-between jeans. When I tried on my "fat size" they were so tight on my hips and thighs I could barely pull them up. And I will NOT give in a buy and even bigger size than my previous fat size. So maternity jeans it is.
But, we're taking action. I'm back on Weight Watchers, which worked extremely well for me the last time I dropped a lot of weight, and I had actually been keeping most of it off until I got pregnant (I think I was up 10 pounds at that point). I also started the Couch to 5K running program this week, which I did a few years ago too. My first run was yesterday and while it went well, I'm very sore today. Lastly, I'm hoping to get back to yoga soon - waiting to get into a Mom and Baby class so that it will add a little variety into our life.
Hopefully it won't take long to get out of these maternity jeans, and while I can't wait to see what my post-baby body is going to look like, I have a feeling I'm going to miss my pre-baby body, as flawed as it was, more than I could have ever imagined.
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