Before I was pregnant with Damian, I could eat anything and still have a great bod. When I became pregnant everything changed. I ate extremely healthy with only a few exceptions. I mean c’mon! Thanksgiving and Christmas was a time for seconds and thirds. I was pregnant, hungry, and not about to deny myself another round of turkey and gravy.
I was extremely strict with what I ate. I wanted to make sure I was giving my baby the best nutrition possible. I ate 95% healthy and consumed a ton of food. I thought for sure I wouldn’t be a “fat” pregnant chick. False! I ended up bloating a ton with a deformed face. I looked like a mix of Theodore from the Chipmunks, Shrek, and the Elephant Man. Not sexy. I was so self conscious about how I looked. Except for my boobs. My boobs were DDD/E and awesome.
This time? I decided I don’t care if I look odd. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m one of those pregnant chicks who looks deformed during pregnancy. Not everyone can look like as fabulous as Kate Middleton or Jessica Alba with a baby bump. And that’s okay. It’s only temporary! What’s important is having a healthy baby.
Just don’t do what I did and binge on all the mac and cheese and pizza you didn’t let yourself have while pregnant. As soon as I had Damian all I wanted was Pizza Hut, Coke, and everything fat and creamy. This time, I decided I’m going to let myself have a piece of cake or a bowl of cheesy goodness. I eat mostly clean/healthy, and when this baby comes my 80/20 is changing to 95/5. I need to let myself enjoy my guilty pleasures while I can. I’m going to work with the fact that breastfeeding burns 500 calories a day. Operation fit mom will be in full gear when we bring baby home.
So what if being a hot mom of two is my short-term goal. I don’t care if it’s shallow. It’s honest.
By the way, when you work out for the first time post-partum I don’t recommend you go to spin class. Your vagina will hate you.