I’ve never been one to care TOO much about weight. For me it has always been, “Man, I think I better do something to fit into these pants better,” or, “I need to watch it so that my wedding dress zips!” During pregnancy I didn’t have a problem putting on weight once the puking stopped! I often heard, “Wow, you don’t look like you’ve gained 50 pounds!” in the last few days of pregnancy…although I definitely could tell! Although my belly was never huge, my face and hips sure were! I appreciated the fact that I didn’t look massive (according to others), but I did wish that I had stuck in the 25-35 pound range.
I was very ill the first 18 or 19 weeks of pregnancy, and I regularly lost my breakfast or dinner (or both). I could never let myself be hungry, as I felt MUCH worse when that happened. My 3:00 a.m. snacks also encouraged the weight gain. Honestly, I wasn’t concerned, and neither was my doctor. I am tall and was fairly thin when I got pregnant, and I knew I could lose it.
Plenty of people told me that you lose 15 or 20 pounds in the hospital from the baby, placenta, etc. plus a lot of water weight. Breastfeeding would also help greatly, and I would lose thirty pounds in the first few weeks (or so I was told). I definitely hoped it would be that easy.
I can honestly say I don’t know exactly how much I lost in the first few weeks. The only weigh-in that I had that was memorable was the day I came home from the hospital. I remember stepping on the scale and thinking, “What the…?” when I saw I had only lost nine pounds. Granted, I had a small baby, but I was pretty stinking sure that I had AT LEAST nine pounds of “stuff” come out of me. So much for the 15-20 pounds I was banking on being really “easy” (if you count giving birth as easy). I didn’t dwell on it long, as I promptly jumped in bed for a nap then spent the next few weeks getting used to being a new mom.
My maternity leave was ten weeks long, and I truly was hoping that I would get down to within ten pounds of my pre-baby weight before going back to work. My main reason? I didn’t want to have to buy new clothes! Although I can’t remember exactly the number, I know I was probably more like 15-20 pounds up and definitely needed to purchase a few shirts and a pair of pants or two. That was a sad day. When I went back to work, and even now, I use some of the same clothes as I did when I was pregnant. And when I say pregnant, I mean VERY pregnant. I have a couple of pairs of pants with drawstrings and a few open cardigans that I wear with long tank tops underneath. These are worn often, and I would be lying if I said it didn’t make me a little depressed that they are the same clothes!
The more time that passes, the more I realize that I am going to have a heck of a time with these last ten pounds. It seems that I am going to be one of those women who hang onto the last bit of baby weight until I am done nursing. I have found from experience that if I work out very much or cut any calories that my milk supply goes way down. I try to eat healthier, spread out my meals through the day, drink a ton of water, and drink tea that should (and does) help with milk supply in case I miss a snack or two. However, I have lost basically no weight in at least a month. I get the same results if I eat poorly, so that is frustrating. I definitely have to give myself a break, as I had a really hard time healing after giving birth (emergency forceps birth = OUCH), and it wasn’t until four months and an extra doctor’s visit later that I felt like I could really function very well. Not cool.
For quite a while I thought the “nine months on, nine month off” saying would be true for me. Now that I have hit a plateau and only have a few weeks until Jessa is nine months, I have mostly come to terms with that not being true. My husband has heard me say, “If I could just get five more pounds off I will have so many more things to wear!” probably more times than I would like to admit. Even those five pounds are so elusive! I have a closet full of clothes that have not been worn in over a year. I see ladies who have babies half Jessa’s age who are back to their old body. All I have to say is…lame!
How did losing the baby weight go for you? Was it relatively easy to lose after you stopped nursing? I am hoping so, but I am also secretly scared that it is just wishful thinking. Please share you experience!