I lost my baby (in pounds)!
Sunday, June 14, 2015
My baby is eight months old and I recently put her on the scale. She's a little peanut at 16lbs 11oz. I would have guessed she was closer to 20 the way it feels when I lug her around all the time!
It occurred to me that as heavy as she feels I've lost that much weight in the last little bit. Starting (again) at 268 and this morning I weighed in at 240. I beat myself up sometimes about how little weight I've lost or how frustrating it is to be back to this place of being so overweight and having SO FAR to go. But here's the thing...my baby is HEAVY. And I've lost that amount of weight off my body. That's A HUGE DEAL that I can choose to celebrate. If you're doing the math, I've actually lost a bit more than my beautiful babe but it's a very powerful, tangible reminder for me. Carrying her around for ten minutes makes my neck and arms sore and also taxes my knees and feet. Guess what, the same is true of that weight when it was plastered all over my body. And now it's gone!
I'm doing this the healthy way. Eating properly and drinking water. Moving my body when I'm able. I'm eating in moderation and enjoying cooking for my family. It helps having my baby girl to feed. She loves veggies and fruits and food in general. I get a kick out of watching people react to how well she eats and the variety of foods she's tried. My goal for her is to enable a healthy relationship with food, exercise and body image so she doesn't struggle the way I have. I know I am her primary example when it comes to this.
Hubby came home the other day and told me his underwear actually fell off of him. I'm really proud of him for taking on this lifestyle with me. He's lost weight and looks fantastic. I think he feels a lot better physically and I think he is more comfortable in his own skin as well.
Why do I ever fall away from this? I always feel so much more positive and healthy when I'm eating properly. Things to ponder in future. Anyway, thanks for reading this mishmash of thoughts.