I wrote this post and erased it a few times, both in my head and on the blog. Not that I really had time to write a lot (little people are needy), but I just couldn't find the words. I think I was just mostly disappointed. A little disappointed that it was taking too long, and disappointed that I wasn't able to put my full effort into taking care of myself.
Slowly but surely, Levi became a bit older and finally stopped eating in such short intervals and I was able to get away a bit more. I really hit my stride with workouts at about 8 months after the baby and really only did one yoga/pilates class a week, one Zumba class, and 2 sessions by myself combining cardio and strength training. I also walked the dog with the stroller at least 5 times a week, sometimes twice, and we always had family hikes.
Now looking back on the pictures, it's not a big deal and I know a lot of my feelings were influenced by a lot of outside pressure. My body grew and nourished a baby for 2 years and I'm really proud of myself. My next mini goal is getting to a healthier and stronger me by my 30th birthday (just a short 6 months away). As always, I'm open to any questions.
Here is my story in pictures:
|Almost 42 weeks pregnant (that means really, really late), and up 35 healthy pounds|
|Home from the hospital, down 23 lbs by the time I came home. The baby was 8 pounds of the weight I gained|
|About 3 months post-baby. Weight stood still with 12 more pounds to lose. I had to go to a wedding and felt pretty icky, but found a dress to hid the bump remnants, kinda.|
|About 7 months post-baby. I was down 5 pounds and had 7 more to go|
|9 months after baby- down another 2 pounds, with 5 more to go|
|About 10.5 months later, almost at goal weight, but a lot of toning to do.|
|My last official belly shot, about 1 year after baby- back to starting weight.|