Saturday, September 23, 2006

In the home stretch

During my pregnancy with Eloise I decided to make a real effort to avoid sweets. I gave myself the freedom to eat anything I wanted during those early nauseous days and then to just kind of be mindful until I hit 20 weeks and which point I intended to avoid ALL sweets. Well, I didn't manage to do that, but I did do worlds better than I did when I was pregnant with Iris. With Iris, I had a Slurpee-a-day habit. I'm not kidding. I ate bags of jelly beans. I ate pints of ice cream. I decided I had the right to, I was pregnant, after all! Well, I delivered an almost 10 lb baby, who was born two days early. I'm not sure if it was the sugar or not, but I was terrified of my next baby being even bigger (which I had heard they usually are!). So, the way I felt I could exert control over it was to avoid sugar as much as possible.

I'm not sure how much of it was the sugar consumption, but Eloise was almost two pounds lighter, albeit born almost two weeks early.

Due to my sugar limitations while pregnant, I decided I could eat sweets with abandon after the delivery. Oh, and eat sweets I have! The meals I have been getting delivered by friends have more often than not included ice cream, cookies, chocolate bars, etc etc. I have eaten up every single morsel, including many sweets I bought myself. I have eaten not one, but TWO containers of frosting. Both purchased with the intention of being put on a cake. I have also eaten a tupperware container full of cookie dough that a kind mama gave me so I could bake them. I actually like the raw dough more than baked cookies, so I spooned away at it as fast as I could, some mornings it was all I had for breakfast.

But, and there always is a but, I limited myself to eating this way for the first six weeks post-partum, and then back to healthy eating again. Alas, this magic six week mark will be here next Thursday (hence being in the home stretch!). Sigh. I am all at once devastated and elated. I can't wait to lose this belly. Ugh! It's just, well, gross. I will also miss the ice cream, but I seriously need to lose this weight. I still can't wear pre-pregnancy clothes.

I don't really have a plan as of yet other than to stop eating sweets and get my butt outside for as many walks with the girls as I can. I honestly think that's all the structure I can handle at this point, but it will make a big impact towards getting to my goal. I don't want to set myself up for failure, since I'm one of those people who would just through it all away if I couldn't adhere to one point of the program. I also want to eliminate juice again, drink more water, not eat late at night, cut out fatty/salty treats, oh I could go on. However, I'm starting with one bold move and will move on from there.

In other news, I'm taking my two very good friends, Melissa and Julie, out for a fancy brunch tomorrow. It is my way to thank them for the never-ending amazing support they've provided me during all these rough times. I initially wanted to do something for them right after Eloise's birth, but then I was in the ER, and then timing wasn't right, but now I will finally have the chance to formally thank them. It's probably good it kept getting pushed later because I certainly haven't needed their help any less as time has gone on. Hopefully I'm "out of the woods" (as they say) and won't have any more major crises any time soon.

I don't know what you can say to people who have gone so far above and beyond for you than what could have ever been expected of them. Both of these girls make me hope I am even half as good of a friend to other people as they are to me. So, we're going to brunch, and relax, and eat our bootys off. It's going to be wonderful. I'll update tomorrow!

1 comment:

  1. I was a sugar addict with Imo too. I still am. I did a slurpee a day, and gummy candies too... bad, bad, bad. That's probably why I gained over 50lbs with her! It's funny because I've never been a sweets person and now I can't get enough. Don't cut yourself off completely. You have better chances at success if you allow yourseld a bit of sweet. Now that I'm in Turkey, baklava is my downfall...


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