This post was originally going to be titled something along the lines of ‘New (school) year new me’ but I soon realised I don’t want a new me, I want the old me back again! Before I get ahead of myself let me explain.
I am not one of those lucky women who fit back into their pre pregnancy jeans within a week of having their baby. I am definitely not one of those mothers who breastfeed and find the weight just drops off them! In fact I am the complete opposite.
Breastfeeding makes me fat!
It’s true! My appetite is huge when I breastfeed. My supply has never been wonderful so I think my body needs those extra calories, even if its just on a subconscious level. But obviously when your baby is feeding frequently your sitting down doing nothing. Then they fall asleep on you, which means you daren’t move for fear of unleashing the wrath of the grumpy tired one, but most importantly for me; I enjoy having the cuddles! With my older children, I had twins first and the next two followed in relatively quick succession, I never had the time to sit and adore one baby and give all my attention to them and them alone. There was always someone else who needed my attention too.
So when I was still pregnant with O I vowed to enjoy this single baby. All my others are in school and when they are home they are relatively self-sufficient so I’ve been able to just sit and enjoy him. Another thing I swore when I was still pregnant was that I wouldn’t get concerned about my weight until O was a year old. I just wanted to enjoy my baby and worry about everything else afterwards. That’s exactly what I did. Jump forwards 14 months from O’s slightly early entry into the world and I have now got to the point that I am sick of not being able to find anything to wear. I have had enough of this extra weight and am now ready to get back to a thinner, more active me. There is one thing that really hit home for me that its time for a change:
Watching this video made me realise, not only do I need to remember to turn the phone on its side when recording, but that I hate the way I look right now! My boobs are huge, they are big anyway without adding breastfeeding into the issue, but that on top of the extra weight I have piled on everywhere else is making me really unhappy. Clothing right now is not designed to look good on anyone with a bust but the biggest thing is that I have no energy, no oomph!
I want my oomph back!
O is going to be fully weaned from the breast soon so I think now is the right time to get my arse into gear and actually get rid of this extra weight. I need to start being more active and now the weather is cooler, but still dry, it’s the perfect time to be getting out there. Babywearing also has the added benefit of carrying extra weight so that should help too 🙂 But my attitude toward food needs to change too.
My biggest problem is that I’ve never been any good at following diets. My maths skills are atrocious so calorie counting is out of the question and I find it hard to get my head around the different ways of thinking for some weight loss programs. For starters, I believe that butter and sugar are healthier than margarine and artificial sweeteners. I know this is completely backwards thinking for those who need to lose weight but I can’t and won’t change my mind on those! Even though the butter part would make my lipids doctor cringe!
I have been given the opportunity to use the Noom app to help me track what I eat and my activity levels. I will put up a full review during the week but I just wanted to let you know that my first impressions are that it is really good. I’ve been using it to track my meals, 51 so far, and it has really helped me realise the bad choices I make without even thinking about it!
So fingers crossed by the time Blogfest rolls around I would be quite so round!!! (yeah that one was really bad I know)
Have you struggled with weightloss since having kids? Was there a moment when you realised enough was enough?