I try to keep my focus on this blog to things that pertain directly to Baby B, but please allow me a minute to toot my own horn.
After Baby B was born, I lost most of the baby weight fairly quickly (mostly due to breastfeeding and also her eating so often that I barely had time to eat meals myself), though I soon came to realize that my body proportions were not the same as before, even though the scale was close to the same as it was pre-pregnancy. Unfortunately, I found every excuse in the world not to get back to working out, and after the holiday foods of 2007 hit, I came out of it with some gained weight, and I wasn’t happy about it.
In mid-January, my office began a “Biggest Loser” type competition, a 12-week program with weigh-ins every 2 weeks. There were weekly prizes (I won the first week!) and overall prizes at the end for the greatest percentage weight loss. With a lot of hard work, I ended up finishing third in the contest, winning a gas gift card. I wasn’t doing this just to win the competition, though that was certain a good jumpstart and a good motivator for me. I was in it to finally shed the weight that I’ve needed to lose for quite a while, and also to be a good role model for Baby B as she began to tackle table foods.
So I’ve continued my efforts, and I’m very proud to say that as of this week, I’ve officially lost 30 pounds. (“Officially” to me means that I stay at that weight for a few days, AND I hit that weight at night, as opposed to in the morning when I typically weigh less.) Thirty pounds! I’ve still got another 20 that I would like to lose realistically, but I’m trying to enjoy this moment and really take the time to reflect on what a good job I’ve done.
I’ve been a lot better about food overall, cutting back on portions and making good choices for snacks. I do not deny myself goodies from time to time, but I approach it in a smarter way. It’s possible to have a sliver of cake instead of a huge corner piece.
I’m sure part of what has helped has been chasing after a very active toddler. Just when I think I have a chance to sit my butt in a chair, I have to get up again to chase after her. Honestly, though, I don’t mind that being the case. Everyone said how much it would suck when she was walking and she was all over the place, but I really actually like it. Dare I say it’s fun?!
But I think the biggest thing that has helped me is making working out a regular part of my day. It’s just as much a part of my routine as brushing my teeth is. Most weeks, I do at least one physical activity every day of the week, and some days I do two things. Most days I will take a walk with The Dog and/or Baby B and The Husband now that the weather is much nicer. I have some workout DVDs that I like to do every other day, including cardio, Pilates (my favorite), and yoga.
Earlier in the spring, I also started running, which I typically do on the other nights when I don’t do a DVD. I am not what I would consider a runner, but it’s something I’ve tried to do in order to kick up the intensity of my workouts, and I’ve gotten much better at it as I’ve gone along. I have no dreams of running a marathon — I’m not *that* into it — but I am excited to say that I’ll be running in my first official race, just a 3K, this coming Tuesday evening. My next goal is to run in an annual 5K race downtown in August. And who knows, maybe I’ll run in our city’s 10K race on July 4 next summer (I’m definitely not ready for that this year). Frankly, running in the 5K will be a big accomplishment in my book, and I feel like it’s something that’s well within my ability. Most of the time I run 1.5 miles when I go out at home, but when I was in Massachusetts a couple weeks ago, two nights in a row I ran 3.3 miles, approximately the equivalent of a 5K. Now, doing it on a nice spring evening is one thing and doing it on a muggy August evening is another, but I feel like I’m well on my way to being prepared for the race. Let’s just say I have a feeling I won’t be finishing last. 🙂
I think another thing that has helped motivate me has been the fact that Baby B is fully weaned and I feel like I have my body back again. I feel like by working out, eating well, and losing this weight, I am taking control and fully reclaiming it after it was essentially Baby B’s for nearly two years because of pregnancy and then nursing. Now that my body is mine again, I want to prove to myself what kind of control I really do have. It is so empowering to see not just the numbers on the scale drop, but also to see my clothes either fitting better or becoming much looser. The jeans I’m wearning today are a size smaller than I wore a month ago, and they’re about to fall off me. It doesn’t get much better than that.
We do not have specific TTC plans for #2 yet, but I think my main goal before TTC again is to get back to a weight that I am truly happy with before having to go through the intentional weight gain process once again. I have two hopes for next time around. One is that I would like my top weight with the next pregnancy to not exceed my starting weight for the first one. If I can drop my next 20 pounds, I think that goal is very realistic. My other hope is that next time around, I get back to working out sooner than I did this time. I made every excuse in the world not to this last time since things were so busy with taking care of Baby B in addition to nursing and working full time. I know that next time around will be even more challenging with all of that in addition to taking care of a toddler, but it’s just something that I will have to make time for, even if it means getting 45 minutes less sleep each day. It’s also a good way to ensure that I have some time to myself, which is something I want to keep as an important part of my life as a mom.