Body image that is. At least that’s what it’s been about with me lately. The CPA took some pictures of me the other day and I was horrified at what I saw. So horrified that I’m not even posting pictures. My hair was flat and dull, I had hardly any make up on, my clothes had baby drool on them, and worst of all – my body was the heaviest its ever been.
I don’t know why I was so shocked. It’s not like I didn’t know it had happened. I knew I had gained a lot of weight during the pregnancy, more than I should have. But I remember thinking that I would just get back on the wagon as soon as the baby was born and work hard to return to my skinny self. Ha. Ha ha ha ha.
Seriously, what was I thinking? I know myself better than that. I know that if I even look at a piece of cake I gain 100 calories. Not to mention the fact that my metabolism has slown to the point of non-existence.
So now I’m here, four months later and 70 pounds heavier. Yes, you read that correctly, 70 pounds. I have a hard time writing that down, but admitting it is half the problem. Well, unless you’re talking about weight, then it’s really only about a tenth of the problem. Because we all know that losing weight is HARD.
But I’m ready now. It’s been long enough and it’s time. Time to get back on that proverbial horse and get my butt in gear. Time to start eating correctly and take care of myself again. Time to enjoy looking in the mirror instead of avoiding it.
The question is: how do I do it? I’m not a huge fan of dieting (don’t really know who is) but something’s got to give. Do I try Weight Watchers again? It worked for me once, years ago. Do I count calories and keep track on my handheld or in a little diary or do I just forgo all carbohydrates?
How does a 38 year old, recently given birth to a 10 pound baby, constantly tired and limited on time, new mother lose weight?
I’m open to suggestions, advice, and motivational stories.
The floor is now yours…