I can’t say how many pounds because I’m afraid to weigh myself. But judging from the bulge of my mommy gut, I’ve gained at least two pounds in the past 3 weeks.
Part of the problem is that I’m still eating like I’m breastfeeding. My appetite has definitely decreased and I’ve noticed it. But some days, that chocolate milkshake I could get away with before just calls my name. Again. And again. And again. Until finally, I just give in and run through McD’s drive through and get one.
So part of the new plan is to be more conscious of my cravings and when they occur. I can tell you already a lot of it is work stress related. Second part of the plan is to GO TO YOGA MORE. DH just sits back and listens to me drone on and then gives me that look. The one that says, “Yeah, yeah. We’ve heard this before.”
Doesn’t he understand that attitude doesn’t help my efforts?! To be fair though, he kinda forced me to go this past weekend. And I dreaded every minute of it. I have to get my body used to that torture again and my mind to just SHUT UP in class. If I can get to where I was prior to Monkey being born, I think I’ll be able to sustain it. It’s the getting to that point that’s difficult.
What is it about giving birth to a child that makes you just not care about fitness or looking good anymore? I mean, I have done better in recent months since going into the office on my working days. At one point, when I was doing all of my work from home, I had degraded into a What Not to Wear episode. But still, I find it not necessary to put make-up on everyday now or iron clothes or get fit. I almost feel entitled to “let myself go”.
Maybe it’s just about attitude. Or maybe, I just need a swift kick in the ass.
When I read the sentence “entited to let myself go” I thought it said “excited to let myself go” and was issuing a hearty “ME TOO!” ha ha I’m sure you look great, you always do! Don’t despair. Your entries are so funny, I enjoy them a lot.
I’ve stopped wearing makeup altogether, but for lots of reasons. Luckily dh doesn’t care either way. Anyhow, the fat factor is in full swing here. I think it’s our age, that is what I’m blaming it on. I’d thought all my gain was muscle from working out, but I injured my knee and had to stop for nearly 2 months and somehow gained another 4 lbs! There goes the muscle theory. I wonder if it has anything to do with nighttime snacking right before bed…hmmm.
Anyhow, avoid my new blog…it’s all my rantings and some are worded in a way that I know is offensive, and I don’t want to offend you. You know, we do better kind of side-stepping our deep political differences in a way
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Much love,
previously Psalm40 on here but now VA Thinker
ha ha I wrote entited, and that is making me laugh right now for some reason…it is late. I meant ‘entitled’.
Totally understand. You’re tired. You’re busy. That treat you pick up on the way home from a long day at the office, before a long night of being Mommy was about the only thing you still did for yourself. Keeping up appearances is probably so low on your priority list it probably barely rates.
Um, okay…I’m speaking more as me here really, but I think that’s probably most Moms.
I did make an effort a few months back though, and it has helped my psyche. I got my hair done in a style that doesn’t take any effort to look put together. I stopped wearing maternity clothes and went out and BOUGHT normal clothes. I also went on WW to shed the chunk that marriage had packed on me.
You do need to do what’s best for you. So if you’re happy with the extra couple of pounds and keeping the afternoon shake? Then do it. If not, then you don’t necessarily need to go to yoga but that is an option.
VA Thinker — You’re right on two accounts. One, maybe it is just getting old. And two, we are better just side-stepping our political views.
I still love ya!
Becoming Mommy — I like your point of view about it’s the only thing I could do for myself. There are very few things I can do like that these days.