See, at the end of each pregnancy so far, I have been about 200-210. Within a month or two after having each baby, I have been able to get down to around 180, with no effort. (Hooray, breastfeeding!!) I know this doesn't work for all people, but I have found that the MORE high-fat foods I eat while nursing, the MORE I lose. This time, I was able to get down to a size 12 (165ish) right before the Russia ban, and that made me very happy, since pre-kids, I was a size 10.
But thanks to the delicious Chick-Fil-A and Putin, I packed on 20 lbs in about 2 months... And then got pregnant.
I usually lose about 10-15 lbs in early pregnancy thanks to "morning" sickness and food aversions, but I didn't have anything worse than nausea this time around, so the Russia weight stayed. I cut out the fast food binging, and have so far only gained about 5 lbs in 30 weeks of pregnancy.
Anyhoooo, I'd like to share what this fairly round momma considers exercise these days:
Weekly trips to Costco, with 4 kids in tow, in 110° heat. Huge carts? Bulk food lifting? Lots of walking? Surely this qualifies.
Sunday mass. With 4 kids in tow. One of which is close to psychotic when people are trying to control her.
This isn't her in mass, but you get the idea.
Leaving the house at all... With 4 kids in tow... Anyone seeing a pattern? And really, it's 5 kids in tow, since one is attached to me. :)
Why am I always wearing this shirt? And why does my phone case match it so well? And man, I need a haircut/style.
So, anyway, I've obviously never been one to care much, but I do secretly hope that all the running around in Eastern Europe will help me lose a little faster this time around. I was enjoying my size 12 jeans, and I'd love to rock some size 10's again someday.
I really have no point in this post, but I'm trying to fulfill the blogging challenge over at Conversion Diary, 7 posts in 7 days. So, thanks for reading my rambling.