Monday, December 5, 2011

(the last) baby weight update

It's gone.  Finally. 

Just got on the scale yesterday and I officially weigh what I weighed when I got pregnant with Dexter.  Woo hoo!  It took me a little over 6 months to lose 22 pounds, but it was without really trying.  Thank you, nursing, for burning 500+ extra calories a day and letting me eat whatever I want while continuing to (slowly) lose weight.  Thank you gestational diabetes for making me eat healthy throughout pregnancy, thereby prohibiting me from eating what I really wanted to.  

Now the true test will be whether I can keep it off or not after Dexter is done nursing.  Hopefully I've got some time, because some adjustments will have to be made.  It took me 5 months to lose the 29 pounds I gained with Theo.  I was probably a little more careful about my diet after he was born than I have been this time.

I really would like to incorporate some physical activity into my daily routine but it's so hard right now, especially with the upcoming winter weather.  When it was nice out, we would try to at least walk around the neighborhood in the evening.  But now? Now it's freaking cold and I will soon be a recluse that only leaves the house when it is absolutely necessary. I hate trudging through snow and the static in my hair and purse straps falling off my too-puffy shoulders.  Don't get me started and ruin my good mood. 

Anyway, I don't have much else to say besides WA-HOO!  My body is so awesome.  Wait, wait.  Before you click out of this post and say I'm awfully conceited now that I'm back to pre-pregnancy size, let me explain.  I still have a muffin top.  The cellulite on the backs of my thighs has been there since I was 20.  I'd love to lose another 5 pounds.  My stomach is squishy and has this weird road map wrinkle affect at times (but only 1 stretch mark!).  My boobs.  Well, I've nursed two babies.  But I'm celebrating my body because it is awesome.  It has grown two perfectly healthy, amazing babies.  My body pushed them out like billions of women before me.  It has nourished them with mother's milk and nurtured them with hugs and kisses only a mama can give.  This body is everything I need it to be.  More importantly, it is everything that anyone who matters needs it to be.

I have never been prouder of this body, imperfections and all.


  1. Way to go Candice!! I agree, our bodies sure aren't the same(I still have a squishy belly) but there's nothing I'm more proud of than my sweet babies! Great job!! :)

  2. Woo hoo! good for you! And way to go for recognizing the amazing miracle your body accomplished! You grew two humans! That's awesome and should be celebrated!

  3. Yah!! That is something that should be celebrated!