I’ve been wanting to write this post for a while, but I decided to wait until I had some perspective on it. Losing The Baby Weight. I write it with capitals for a good reason. It’s a divisive topic that unfortunately today comes with body shaming, unrealistic expectations and shattered self esteem.
When I wrote my ‘çomeback’ post last month, I had visions of skidding back into the blogging world, takkies (sneakers) squeaking, armed with daily pearls of sarcastic wisdom to share with all of you. As it turns out, this hasn’t happened.
So then, back in the game after nearly 6 months! Although I say back in the game with some reluctance. I feel a bit like a boxer who once had a great right hook but lost his hand. Or the drummer from Def Leppard. I’m as skeptical as you are about this return.
Last week I wrote about the rocky road we’ve experienced so far on our journey to having a baby. This week’s post is a little different, but just as fearsome in its own way. I’ve been wanting to do one of these for a while, so here we go – this is the warts and all pregnancy post!
When Mark and I decided to start trying for a baby, we had no idea what we were in for. We didn’t know how long it would take us to fall pregnant (not very long!) and we didn’t anticipate our initial reaction being one of shock and distress – not about the pregnancy exactly, but for all the changes that were suddenly upon us which we didn’t quite feel ready for.
As I approach my 6th month of pregnancy – ok I’m going to stop right there. 6th month of pregnancy? Everybody told me it would go quickly, but that’s just crazy. Only 3 more months til I can drink a bottle of wine and run 10km again.* These are genuine life goals.
Pregnancy is a magical and miraculous time in a woman’s life. It’s also a time when her hormones go haywire, she balloons to a previously unheard of size and her body is taken over by an alien invader. I’ve been lucky so far, it’s been an easy ride.
A few weeks ago I mentioned in a post that I was craving sugary foods more than usual. The reason I gave was feeling especially stressed, and therefore my body was out of synch with its usual patterns. That was true, but it wasn’t the only reason! Today marks my fourth month of pregnancy.
I’ve been wanting to write this post for a while, but I decided to wait until I had some perspective on it. Losing The Baby Weight. I write it with capitals for a good reason. It’s a divisive topic that unfortunately today comes with body shaming, unrealistic expectations and shattered self esteem.
When I wrote my ‘çomeback’ post last month, I had visions of skidding back into the blogging world, takkies (sneakers) squeaking, armed with daily pearls of sarcastic wisdom to share with all of you. As it turns out, this hasn’t happened.
So then, back in the game after nearly 6 months! Although I say back in the game with some reluctance. I feel a bit like a boxer who once had a great right hook but lost his hand. Or the drummer from Def Leppard. I’m as skeptical as you are about this return.
Last week I wrote about the rocky road we’ve experienced so far on our journey to having a baby. This week’s post is a little different, but just as fearsome in its own way. I’ve been wanting to do one of these for a while, so here we go – this is the warts and all pregnancy post!
When Mark and I decided to start trying for a baby, we had no idea what we were in for. We didn’t know how long it would take us to fall pregnant (not very long!) and we didn’t anticipate our initial reaction being one of shock and distress – not about the pregnancy exactly, but for all the changes that were suddenly upon us which we didn’t quite feel ready for.
As I approach my 6th month of pregnancy – ok I’m going to stop right there. 6th month of pregnancy? Everybody told me it would go quickly, but that’s just crazy. Only 3 more months til I can drink a bottle of wine and run 10km again.* These are genuine life goals.
Pregnancy is a magical and miraculous time in a woman’s life. It’s also a time when her hormones go haywire, she balloons to a previously unheard of size and her body is taken over by an alien invader. I’ve been lucky so far, it’s been an easy ride.
A few weeks ago I mentioned in a post that I was craving sugary foods more than usual. The reason I gave was feeling especially stressed, and therefore my body was out of synch with its usual patterns. That was true, but it wasn’t the only reason! Today marks my fourth month of pregnancy.
