It is now the time… I am ready and I am MOTIVATED to fit into my pre-baby clothes again! Exercise is something I never really went without all through high school and casually kept up through college. Plus, I’d always been quite thin and in shape without much effort. That is…. until I had a baby…
I technically never gained more than the recommended weight, buuut I stopped working out as soon as the morning sickness started (about 5-6 weeks into the pregnancy). With that said, I also stopped caring about what I was eating.. At about the 7 month mark, I was just so relieved not to have constant nausea that I was very careless about what I was putting into my body… and it definitely caught up with me, my wedding rings are still too tight.. (insert wincing face here)
The rest of the pregnancy was that way, no exercise and lots of steak (like seriously, I craved a steak EVERY single day). Then, came baby.. I decided I would pump (technically Lewi made the decision as he refused to latch, but whatever I’m over it now.. I’m really not, but hey there’s always the next one!) With pumping came cravings worse than when I was pregnant… I literally thought I was going to starve or something. Also, I should mention this was near to Halloween and the holidays that followed. Lo and behold, some weight was gained (probably due to the bags of candy consumed daily). And now we are to December 28, an entire 17-20 pounds heavier than my pre-baby body still (insert eye-roll here), and I am finally at a point that I can love my “mom-bod”. This is where I went wrong all those times before now. Oh, I should probably mention I actually “tried” to get into shape a couple times last year, but obviously that didn’t stick.
You can’t make a change until you are in the complete mindset for growth. I joined a gym last February, and have probably only used the membership 20-30 times in the last 10 months. I have also tried other forms of sweating, for instance: hot yoga (where all the size 0 girls amusingly watched me as I killed the chaturanga with my belly clearing pudging above the top of my hi-rise yogas, as they rolled down my mid-section because I’ll be dammed if I have to buy a size up in my yoga pants!!) and swing dancing with my hubby on various occasions. (I mostly miss the lifts. I’ve been too self-conscious with the extra weight to even let J attempt to lift me. << silly, I know..) To all of this I say, NO MORE!!
I have decided to dedicate part of my blog to physical wellness. Sometimes it’s hard for us mommies to leave our babies and hubbies to go to the gym. But no more will I make this excuse because if we’re being honest, that’s all it is.. an EXCUSE. If my body isn’t healthy and I’m not able to keep up with my little Lew, what good am I doing for him? The time is now!
