Theo is now 15 weeks old (but in 9-12 month clothes & weighs 15 lbs). Pete and I are celebrating out SIX year wedding anniversary tomorrow. And I can’t lose weight (legit. Calories up, down, all around. Doesn’t matter. It’s staying on.)
Theo turned 3 months old yesterday. I turned 27 the day before.
We still have like zero routine. But we’re working on it.
He’s 14 lbs now & 25 1/2” tall. He loves me wearing him. Which I’ll probably be doing for most of the day cause I have all the laundry to do. Plus making cookies and going grocery shopping.
My breakfast this morning was an amazing grass chocolate peppermint shake using almond milk, banana, rolled oats, brewers yeast & 1/2 a packet of hot chocolate mix (cause brewers yeast is disgusting.), so like 300ish calories. Brewers yeast has a surprising amount of protein. And is good for fighting colds (and lactation) and is chalked full of vitamins. And since I started drinking the amazing grass shakes every morning I feel so much better!
The time you remember your husband is still friends with her and you go look at pictures and font recognize yourself in some of them. And then have too many feels and stop looking.
From the wedding a year ago. The one on my birthday….now I’m 27 with a 3 month old. But seriously. Didn’t even recognize myself.
Is anybody there? Cause not only did I fall off the wagon, but it ran over me and kept going.
I actually had to eat some sugar (read: brownie) this morning cause I was sugar crashing so bad.
It’s hard not to be so hard on myself. I know I have a 3 month old (today!) and in legit breastfeeding all the time. And always hungry (so so hungry). But it’s hard to not look at my body and be sad. Would I have my old body back & give up Theo? Hell no. Not in a million years.
That being said, today (post-27th birthday gorge feat) my husband & I agreed we’d help each other eat better again. And work on losing the weight together.
That being said went to the zoo today. Walked around for 90 minutes wearing Theo. It was a more legit workout than it sounds.
I LOVE being a mom so much. I LOVE breast feeding. But I cannot lose weight. Like. At all.
I’m never full. Like. Never. I’m always hungry. And sure I’m tired & breast feeding all the time, but even the 35-40 min walks I take hasn’t made any difference.
Heck I’ve gained weight (although it’s most likely water retention cause I’ve been having a hell of a time keeping up with water.)
I’m trying to not get on myself about it. But I’m frustrated. And I I feel judged by some people that I’m not back at my starting weight yet.
I’ve promised myself I’ll start working out on November 25th, but that’s stressing me out too. 3 months is definitely a lot younger then I thought when I was preggers.
Ok. Well that’s where my heads at fellow fitblrs.
Salads are boring. Sure you can make them fun. But generally I’ve found we leave off dressing to lower the calories. Plus, dressings are usually empty calories.
Mix about 2 tbsp of Greek yogurt with 1 tsp of salsa and 1/2 tsp water.
Now you have a calcium & protein packed salad dressing.
Excuse my while I go eat a gajillion salads.
I put my son in a pumpkin. And he licked it.
Fitness related: went for a walk every week day last week and have gone today. I’m getting super anxious about starting strength training again though…..like is it gonna fuck with my milk supply?
Warning:Do not buy these. They are so delicious they will force you to eat the entire bag.
You have been warned.
Exercise/calorie burn: 30 min weighed walk, breastfeeding
Breakfast: peanut butter mojo bar, strawberry Greek yogurt, gluten free granola, prenatal vitamin w/chocolate hemp milk
Snack: 2 pieces pizza, grapes, apple
Lunch: olive oil tuna, lettuce, avocado, whole wheat olive oil tortilla
Snack: white cheddar corn puffs
Dinner: stir fry vegetables, udon noodles, grilled chicken
What I’m proud of myself for: Getting a load of laundry in, taking Theo to the doctors on my own, making dinner, dealing with insurance crap
Calories in: +2,105
Calories out: -725
Net calories: 1,380
Will have another snack though.
Fit mama practices.
30 minute walk while wearing my 11 lbs baby.
Eating an apple/grapes while breastfeeding.
This might look like major picture spam, but these are the pictures I have of my body.
I’m most sad about my arms. They were looking sooo amazing back before I got pregnant (and too sick to do annnnnything.)
But I’ll get it back, slowly, but I’m committed cause I need to be heathy to stick around for my son and fit enough to actually keep up with him, since at almost 8 weeks he’s already hardcore fighting to crawl!