Here I am today, nearly four months postpartum and exactly one year since I found out I was pregnant. I remember this day last year like it was yesterday – I had just finished crying over a re-run of X factor, which is wholly unlike me, and I started to wonder whether emotional imbalance and pure delirium is a sign of pregnancy… I can now confirm that it really is!
I thought I would write this post to share with you the changes in my body from that point to now, and also because I think it’s about time I celebrated my body for the journey it has been on and all that it has achieved.
Facing the truth, my hips are wider, my thighs are bigger, my belly wobbles and my boobs are… well, closer to the floor than what they used be! But out of all the stuff that really matters… my smile is a whole lot bigger. I can’t thank my body enough for creating, growing and birthing my daughter and for that very reason I choose to focus on what pregnancy has given me rather than what it is has taken away.
You will know if you have read my previous posts that my body changed almost straight away when I fell pregnant. I had an anterior placenta which meant my belly protruded quite rapidly and it wasn’t long, about 6 weeks, before I was graced with a bump. My boobs and bum didn’t take long to follow and by month three I was in maternity jeans and proudly waltzing around with a pair of DDs. Life was good!
It was only in my third trimester that I felt my body started to look very different. My face ballooned and my hands and feet were unrecognisable – Thank the lord it was summer because there was no way I was getting my monster feet into anything other than flip flops! Despite this, and although I was bigger than I’d ever been in my entire life, I couldn’t help but love what I saw in the mirror. My body was was growing a little human and I was so proud and in love with my bump.
Towards the very end of my pregnancy, my weight gain was starting to take its toll and even walking seemed difficult, climbing the stairs was an ordeal and getting out of bed was near on impossible. I really was the chunky hippo from Madagascar.
The hardest part for me was when I gave birth and still looked about 5 months pregnant. I remember coming home from hospital and standing in front of my bedroom mirror and thinking ‘oh my goodness what have we got here!’, I’m not sure what I expected to happen but I didn’t think I’d still look like I was with child. Turns out I’m not the only new mum subjected to this glorious belly, infact, it graces most mum’s and is part and parcel of growing and protecting an unborn baby.
It has taken me a solid three months to shift most of my baby weight but I still have work to do. I try my hardest to eat clean and exercise but in all honestly sometimes I just don’t want too. Some days it can feel like a punishment and I actually think I should be stuffing my face full of chocolate and biscuit’s as a thank you for all it’s hard work. In reality that would be doing the opposite but you know what I mean!
I have breastfed Isla since the day she was born and this has undoubtedly helped me on my weight loss journey. Breastfeeding mums are thought to loose anything from between 300-500 calories per day which definitely helps towards a slimmer waistline. Breastfeeding also makes for a clean diet (within reason because Isla told me she likes chocolate too) and so this has helped me to stay focused when the banana bread is staring at me across Costa Coffee.
I think it’s so important to be good to yourself and live life with balance. A kinder beuno for me is sometimes the difference between a happy or a grumpy mum and I know which one I’d rather be!
Always be good to yourself