Ok, it’s not the only reason I’m fat. My diet and exercise habits might have something to do with it, too. Though, I will argue til I’m blue in the face that milk is not a poor beverage choice, no matter what Kai and my mom say.
This is what I looked like around 36 weeks pregnant. Yes, I did get bigger. No, I am not particularly proud that I gained 427 pounds.
In stark contrast, here’s my stomach around 16 weeks. Oh, how I miss thee.
If I showed you a picture of my stomach now, you’d never come back to my blog…
I thought I was going to be lucky. I started dropping weight when I came home from the hospital and was off the drugs. But….the weight loss stopped at around 25 pounds. I still have a good 30 to go. 😦
I’m not sure how to accomplish this. I don’t want to diet too harshly because I don’t want to mess with my milk production. I could try exercising, but it’s kind of cold outside right now. I’d have to take Eva with me, and I don’t think the freezing temperatures are very good for her. In all honesty, I don’t think I’m that sedentary, but my body begs to differ.
So my plan is this – cut back on the eating slightly. In addition, I will attempt to take one walk per day (weather permitting). I will not be taking Eva out in rain, snow, or subzero temperatures. I hope these changes work, because I am a prisoner to my (or should I say Kai’s) sweatpants.