So, let's be real. I gained 32 pounds during my pregnancy. I was 165 pounds when I gave birth to my beautiful baby boy, who weighed in at 7 lbs 10 oz. I feel the need to point this out because I've never really lost a significant amount of weight before. Sure, 5-10 pounds here and there (drinking my face off in university will do that) but I mostly care about my fitness level and my overall body tone-ness (I think I just made up that word). I care about eating clean and not being attached to the scale, and believe heavily (no pun intended) in measuring progress through inches rather than the scale.
That being said, I was excited to get on the scale and brag about my record 1-day weight loss the day after we came home from the hospital. I could already see my Facebook status: "Lost 15 pounds in a day! Just push a human out of your vag and you can do it, too!" I was so clever.
So I got on the scale.
Pregnancy weight: 165. Drumroll please!
Well that's just ridiculous. Let's try this again.
Back the F up. You're telling me I gave birth to an 8 pound child, plus a bunch of other nasty stuff (sorry, guys but I went there), and I have only lost 4 pounds??? What. The. F.
I won't lie, I got on the scale no less than 4 times after that. Each time, same number.
|Left: Pre-pregnancy (wtf is with my smug look? Feel free to slap me) and Right: 39 weeks|
|4 weeks after: Don't ask me how douchey I felt taking this pic.|
Anyways, I had to let that go (and my funny Facebook status). By the end of two weeks, my stomach had gone down significantly and I had lost 15 pounds without really doing anything (putting my current weight at 150 pounds). Then, holiday season began. Since then, I haven't lost anything. For those who have asked, yes, I am nursing. It is going really well but I'm definitely not able to eat whatever I want and still have the weight fall off (which some women claim... who the F are these women?). I did kind of expect to lose another 5ish even though I ate my way through Christmas, but apparently shoving my face with fudge and mini eggs isn't the way to lose weight. Hmph.
I am 5'6 and a half, and my pre-pregnancy weight was 133 pounds. Again I feel the need to point out that I usually DO NOT CARE about weight. I remember leaving university and starting to eat better and train hard, and my weight did not change- though I was wearing sizes smaller than I had ever worn before. I am pretty meticulous about keeping track of my measurements as opposed to my weight. You can see a HUGE difference in inches without seeing a difference on the scale! Okay, I will shut up about that now. You get it.
Anyways, I can't wait to get rid of my muffin top and love handles, holy God. My thighs are much bigger than they were before, and trying to fit into my clothes is like squeezing an elephant into a pair of skinny jeans, complete with tucking in skin where applicable.
|Thank God for black, blazers with shoulderpads, and terrible lighting.|
Do you have any questions about my weight gain/loss? What is your best advice to cut the weight?
I realize how much I used the F word in this post. For that, I F'ing apologize.