2 Feb
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The Weighting Game

When I was pregnant with Benjamin, I gained 70 lbs. At the time, it didn’t seem that weird. My doctors didn’t even mention it and when I pressed them if it was normal, they said it was and not to worry, it would come off after I had the baby. Since I was eating super-healthy during my entire pregnancy (we even bought a CSA share and routinely ate fresh veggies in lieu of treats), I didn’t worry. I had Benjamin, and dropped 40 lbs. over the next few weeks, as my body shed all kinds of weight. I felt great. Dropping 40 lbs in a month (as you might imagine) seemed pretty dramatic. There was no reason to suspect it would stop there. But it did.

Me in CA a month or two before getting knocked up.

Me in CA a month or two before getting knocked up.

Me a few weeks before Benji was born.

Me a few weeks before Benji was born.

Which is how I came to Benjamin’s third birthday last year and thought, OH my *%&$&@#, this is my third year anniversary of being 30 lbs. overweight. This is not temporary…this has become the new normal.

I don’t say it lightly or flippantly (I hate girls who whine about their weight, even though the irony is hitting me as I type this). I wasn’t underweight to begin with, so it’s not an exaggeration to say I should drop 30 lbs. I just didn’t really care to believe it was more than just a post-baby phase.

I am not a girl who wants to be “skinny,” actually. I guess it may be vanity and yeah, I’ll admit, a huge amount of ego, but once I graduated from high school, my dating problems seemed to disappear. Guys (even smart, handsome guys) didn’t care if I wasn’t stickish, and neither did I. I took to the dance floor every time “Baby Got Back” was played. Why not? I had curves that jiggled but they were mostly in the right places. Who cared?

30 lbs onto that, though, is no longer a cute Bridget-Jones kind of jiggle. And I would be lying if I said I had the overall energy I once did. I can get winded walking up a few simple flights of stairs.

So, for the first time in my life, I’ve started a diet. Nick is doing it with me, which is awesome because I honestly am not sure I could do it on my own. Our lives were rich with food. All that wonderful cooking, eating and shopping…we were gourmets, we thought, not pigs. But we were overweight gourmets (me more than him). We needed to practice moderation.

We are just in over our first week, and I’ve lost 6 lbs. It’s kind of shocking how quick the first half dozen pounds came off…which in itself was an eye-opener (though I am certain it will get much harder). However healthy I thought our from-scratch meals were, clearly I was severely wrong, since I really haven’t changed my activity level and the weight is dropping.

Have you taken off post-baby fat? What did you do? How long did it take?

1 Comment

  • I’m actually dieting for the first time ever, too. Trying to at least!

    Way to go on the 6 pounds! You’ll have to share your favorite new healthy

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