8 weeks postpartum this week! Is it not insane how quickly time flies by? My whole life I have been saying that, and now looking at my already 2 month old baby! It’s as if someone has pressed the fast forward button. Everyone told me “Enjoy the moments you have now. They will go by so fast.” THEY ARE SO TRUE. She went from being this teeny little sweet baby to already talking and is beginner level at sudoku! Okay not quite there yet, but every day she is more and more alert and has almost doubled her weight! Hopefully I will be posting her 2 month update soon!
Anyways back to what I was saying. One year ago I was probably the fittest and strongest I have ever been in my life! Not saying that I had the best figure blah blah blah-but for ME and my body I was in the best shape I could be. Yoga was a huge part of my everyday life for the last few years and has provided me with strength I never knew was possible. I would also lift weights at the gym a couple of times a week as well as eating (for the most part) a well balanced diet.
Once I became pregnant my body started to change-DUH– and so did my lifestyle. I started to slow down with yoga. So much that towards the end I eventually stopped doing it altogether. Never much for sweets, I found myself craving anything and everything that had chocolate, sugar, or both! And meat…I’m no vegetarian but almost everyday I longed for a BIG, JUICY burger. Okay maybe the burger part was there before. For the last 6 weeks I have been trying (with slight difficulty) to take it easy and just let my body heal. It’s hard not to just jump back into things. At almost 10 months (yes you are pregnant for 10 months, not 9) you have this enormous belly where putting on shoes requires a chair and feels slightly like someone is punching you in the stomach, getting out of bed means rolling off it, and getting up off that plush and oh so comfy couch depends on the closest person in the room to give you a little shove to propel you forward. Within a few days of birthing your sweet little child, for the most part… it’s gone. All of the sudden you no longer need the help of others to do these little tasks and all the things you take for granted (such as sleeping in fetal position or bending over) are there at your very disposal!
I gained 30 lbs during my pregnancy and lost all of it ridiculously fast. By the second week after Marquesa was born I was back to my prebaby weight. Breastfeeding and my already fast metabolism helped me drop the weight quickly, although I wish I could’ve kept some of it. I’ve always felt a little self conscious about being on the skinny side and during my pregnancy I was able to gain weight for the first time in my life! I had never felt as beautiful and confident with my body as I did when I was pregnant. I can go on and on about how much pregnancy is such an amazing and beautiful thing but I’ll save that saga for another day. Breastfeeding apparently burns around 500 calories a day and is the easiest thing you can do if you’re trying to melt a majority of that weight away. The human body is an INCREDIBLE thing. The fact that I can feed my child with my body blows my mind. That being said, my body is not the same! Obviously. I mean I grew a baby and popped her out! Instead of the tight and toned body that had taken me years to achieve I was left with a flabby little belly, noodles arms, and jello for legs. I loved that my body was able to provide a healthy and comfortable home for Marquesa, but I am no longer as strong as I used to be. I have NO more muscle. Not one! Trying to jump into my old practice with yoga I am realizing I am not anywhere close to the shape that I was in. I didn’t gain all that strength overnight and surely will not get it back that quickly. Let me just say, working out definitely isn’t as fun when you are not in shape. It sucks. Every little bit of motivation is a HUGE help and a must! The fact that it’s almost summer and instead of hiding my body in layers of clothing I’ll be prancing around in a bikini (no matter what my body looks like) is easily the biggest motivation. The buddy system is great too. Having someone expecting you to show up is a fantastic way to make it to a class, gym, or whatever you’re doing because you don’t want to let them down. I’ve never been into cardio. Like I hate the damn thing more than anything. I’d rather do ANYTHING than go on a run.
Last week I signed up at Funkytown Fitness. It has a variety of classes such as yoga, Zumba, and interval training classes. I love dancing. Love love love it. And when I say dancing, I mean jumping around moving to the sound of my own beat. I’m not a trained dancer. But anyone that can shake it to a cow bell is a dancer in my eyes! I sometimes shake it a bit too much. There’s something about a beat in a song that makes me feel like I absolutely have to move. I have the stamina to dance all night, but when it comes to running, for even 5 minutes….count me out. Zumba is the PERFECT place to jump around and act like a fool…and nobody cares! Everyone is too busy looking at the instructor trying to learn the next move and not fall on their face. Hopefully grooving on the dance floor with get me back in the swing of things and get me moving again. I’ll guess we’ll just have to wait and see!