ITS NOT BABY WEIGHT…THE BABY IS 3!!!
Like many female Gen Xers, I did not become a “Mommy” until I was on the fringe of what doctors love to call ADVANCED MATERNAL AGE. Yep. I became pregnant for our first child at the ripe old age of 33. Delivered her at 34. Eighteen months later came her brother, and then a few days before I turned the big 4-0…baby brother #2 arrived.
In 6 short years my body had grown 3 humans. Things shifted. Things stretched. Certain areas of my body got wider. My feet got bigger. My body got heavier….by about 50 pounds. Only baby weight I thought. I will lose it in no time.
But I didn’t.
Maybe it was the many sleepless nights with newborns that drained my energy. Could of been the transition from becoming a mommy of one, then two and finally three kids. I had no drive and no energy. I considered my cardio to be chasing a toddler. My weight training was picking up and carrying one of my kids numerous times throughout the day and night…infant sized, toddler sized and preschool sized. My body was tired. I had to be getting enough excercise.
Nope. Wrong again.
I never overate. What I did do was eat all the wrong things. When you are taking care of kids, a husband and a house and juggling about 100 other things, it is easy to take care of everyone else first. Rarely did I sit down and eat a hot meal. By the time I had everyone at the table eating, my food would be cold and I would never finish it. Then, when everyone in the house was in bed for the night it was Mommy Time which consisted of me eating a rather unhealthy snack (could be chips and salsa, sometimes chips and dip or maybe even a big bowl of ice cream) and washing it down with a glass of wine while binge watching a television show I had DVR’ed.
The weight just piled on and stayed.
I was not happy with the weight. I was looking for an easy way to lose it. I remember going to my doctor and hoping my thyroid was out of whack so I could be prescribed a magic pill to help me shed the weight in no time. Nope. Thyroid was fine but what the bloodwork did reveal was that I was borderline Type 2 diabetic. Though I did not get a magic weight loss pill that day, I did get a warning from my doctor that if I did not lose this weight I would indeed be put on a pill to control my blood glucose. Okay that freaked me out.
I literally put on my big girl panties and tried to shed some weight. I dieted. I excercised. I would do it long enough to lose a few pounds and then I would just stop. Then the 5 pounds I lost turned into 15 pounds I would gain. I hated the way I felt. I hated the way I looked. But for some reason, I accepted it.
But, about two months ago something switched. My husband started eating healthy because he said he was sick of being overweight. I watched him make these subtle changes in his diet and eating habits and he lost 25 pounds in no time. I told myself he’s a man, of course he can lose weight fast. He could go to the bathroom and drop 10 pounds. It wasn’t fair but that was the way it seemed.
Then 3 weeks ago a close friend of mine told me she wanted to lose weight. We made a pact to help each other. We would keep each other in check about our eating and we would go to the gym every day Monday thru Friday. For the first time in 9 years, I drew a line in the sand and said I am taking this time for myself. It felt good to finally be doing something for me.
It has been 3 weeks and I am happy to say I am losing weight. I am down a little over 10 pounds. I look forward to going to the gym. Every day I push myself to work just a little harder. My energy level is up and I discovered that I love to sweat! I am also making smarter food choices and that is huge.
I had my kids later in life and I need to keep myself healthy to keep up with them. I am 43 years old and when I turn 44 this December I want to be healthier and in better shape than I was at 34.
So again, I am hoisting up my big girl panties (although they are getting a little smaller) and embarking on this journey. It isn’t going to be easy but neither is motherhood. I am up for the challenge. Mommy Time is now gym time….and man does it feel good!