Don't you worry, there has been absolutely NO shortage of baby snuggling around here.
But I admit it's been hard not to think about my get-the-body-I-worked-hard-for-back plan. If I'm being completely honest, I thought about this through my pregnancy. While I enjoyed a ton of crap food I probably shouldn't have ever eaten, if I'm being honest. Do I think I ate less as far as quantity of food goes than with my first pregnancy? Yes. I do. But I definitely didn't make great choices, and let's be honest here---cravings are a beast. They warp your mind and you forget everything you know when one hits. So, there's that.
The good news is, that I was all around more fit this pregnancy. I weighed a whole lot less to start than I did with Emeline. All that work I did last year was completely worth it to make this part easier and less daunting than it was last time.
For example, here I am at the end of both pregnancies.
(forgive me for the bare belly pic...but it was literally the closest pic to the end I had...
less than 24 hours before Lucy arrived)
I gained 31 pounds exactly with each pregnancy. Kind of weird, huh?
So, this time around, I'm not waiting 7 or 8 months to kick my rear in gear to get fit again. Last time I was lazy. Last time I thought that was the body I was stuck with forever. This time? I know better. And since I got my body to a place I was very happy with last Fall, running 5K's and all, I know that's my goal again this time. Because ultimately, it's about health and feeling good, for me.
Postpartum comparison....well, there's no comparison. My uterus shrunk down pretty fast this time compared to last, and I'm not really sure why.
Honestly, that was the best part about this thing so far....I didn't walk around looking or feeling pregnant for weeks after like I did last time. In fact, I was shocked when I finally got the courage to look in the mirror at the hospital the day after Lucy arrived. I just expected it would look like last time.
The nurses made several comments about how my uterus went down much faster than most women when they'd do those annoying belly-push-checks.
So here it goes...Operation Lose The Weight, 2nd time around begins.
Stuff for this time around to note:
-I'm 4 weeks postpartum as of yesterday, and to be honest? My weight hasn't changed pretty much at all since week 2. But I haven't changed the way I eat, really--or done much exercise other than some walks here and there.
-I have exactly 21 pounds to lose to reach where I felt best and most fit. But who knows, I may go for more.
-I'm a little nervous this time because I'm exclusively breastfeeding. I wish I was one of those girls where bf'ing makes me shed pounds like whoa, but it DOESN'T. It actually makes me retain water and extra weight so I'm praying that I can still lose weight while nursing. It's important to note it could be a slower weight loss than last time for this reason. Who knows though, maybe I'll be surprised.
-I'll be following the weight watchers plan again, so I'll be tracking points. I started tracking as of this morning! Welcome back to my world, WW. Welcome back.
-I will run again. Last night was my first post-baby run and I went for a mile straight on the treadmill (because it was pouring rain). I'd always rather run outdoors, honestly. I was going to follow the C25K plan but I just hate the walk/run thing, so I'd rather just increase my mileage by .25 or .5 every few days until I'm back up to 5K running plus. I hope to run in a race by October/November. (I realize most people wait until the 6-week-check to run again, but honestly I know my body and I feel great. I've healed so much better and quicker than last time, too.)
-I will be taking my measurements today, too. Those are super important and were VERY important on my last weight watchers journey. Some weeks I'd have no weight loss, but would lose inches--so it kept me motivated.
And now...here's the sucky part for me. Posting my "before" pictures for this weight loss thing. Ugh. I hate it. My brain tells me to STOP! DON'T DO IT! Don't you have any pride? But I know I need to.
Here I am last night. Right before my run. And after having spaghetti for dinner a few hours before. Oh, and I'm wearing too tight running capris, hence all the bulging pudge. It hasn't even been a full month since I've had a baby. Okay. Excuses, excuses. Here it is.
Time to get healthy again.
Let's do this.
Let's do this.