After we got married (almost 9 years ago!), I suffered from a case of the happy fat. Cooking for the hubs, who LOVES to eat well, was one of my favorite past times, and I seemed to lose sight of the fact that eating the same amount of a 6'5", 220 lb guy wouldn't bode well on my 5'4" frame.
Enter Weight Watchers. I did so well sticking to the program for about 6 months. And then I quit my law firm job, went back to school to get my teaching certificate and Masters, and started working in an Italian restaurant. And the weight went back up.
|New Years '06 or '07 (can't remember)|
Check out my sweet 80s Prom date, Walter
|36.5 weeks pregnant with H. Yikes.|
64 pounds and 41 weeks later, H was born. And the obsession began again. What's ridiculous is that while I obsess about this, I tend to be a bit lazy. My motivation waxes and wanes, and I generally prefer a delicious meal and cocktails with friends to waking up early and exercising. I never reached my pre-pregnancy weight - but was only 2 pounds away when I got pregnant again. Note: It was 2 years later. This time I did much better and only gained around 45 pounds.
|39 weeks - L's birthday|
Thanks scheduled c-section for letting me do my hair and make-up before heading to the hospital
It's been 17 months. I've been working pretty hard - trying to find a balance between delicious food, cocktails, and exercise. Running is something that I was really beginning to enjoy - especially when I can join my girls. A few weeks ago, I hit my pre-pregnancy weight with H. But I wasn't happy with how I looked then, and things are a lot different now. Funny what those kids do to your body.
|H & L Side-by-Side All the Time|
Reminding me that all of this is SOOO unbelievably worth it
And now, I can't exercise. Or even weigh myself thanks to our fancy scale with the foot sensors. And I'm trying not to panic. My brain is full of what-ifs concerning my weight. So I started planning a fast. And a cleanse. And then I remembered that this is not a permanent thing. I'll bounce back. Thanksgiving is my favorite. I need to not worry. Or go nuts. Finding a balance won't be easy, but it will all be okay. Maybe I should be thinking about other things right now. Like maybe the parent-teacher conferences I'm going to run all day today and tomorrow. Maybe I should be more concerned with the more important things?