Well, my blog has been neglected for quite some time! The reason being is that I’ve been pregnant with my beautiful baby boy, Liam. Now that he’s born and we’re both finding our way, I’ve decided to take back my body. In truth, I’ve been longing to take back control for weeks and weeks, but found myself lacking the energy and motivation to control my food intake both after the baby was born and during the end of my pregnancy, especially in the last trimester. Feeling like I was starving every three hours during that time didn’t help much either.
Really though, I gained a lot of weight during those last few weeks of my pregnancy and I think a lot of the reason was emotional. I wasn’t working, so my body was much less active and it hurt all over to move, adding to my couch time. I obsessed about meeting my baby and when labor would start and was so bored. Boredom, pain, and inactivity are a bad combination! So where did I turn for comfort? Food of course! I was hungry all the time—true hunger, not imaginary hunger—but the problem was the food choices I made. I ate the healthy low fat, high protein yogurt, but added fatty, sugary granola. I drank glasses of milk…but had a side of cookies to go with it. I munched on carrots…but dipped them in full fat ranch dressing. Hot chocolate was my best friend.
You get the idea.
I gained ten pounds in the last three weeks of my pregnancy alone. Add in Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years (always difficult food control times for me) and that last trimester was not forgiving for weight gain. I’m so embarrassed to tell you my weight now, after all the progress I made the last time I wrote in this blog. The only thing that keeps me from being absolutely ashamed is that with all the weight gain, I also gained someone precious. My new little love is worth the damage to my body.
It’s time for me to take back my body and get in control. I logged my foods today for the first time in at least eight months. Today I take the first steps. I’ve done it before and I can do this.