Doctor Appointment

My second prego doctor appointment was today. I always try to get the last appointment of the day (for anything) so I do not have to miss work (really hard as a teacher). My appointment was at 4:15.

First thing this morning I stood in my closet and pondered what to wear. Then I saw it. The shirt that best bud had with maternity clothes (which is so not a maternity shirt, although it is empire-waisted). I tried it on over the weekend and it is a bit tight. It zips up the side, but I did get it zipped. When I took it off, I saw it was a size 8. I have never worn a size 8!! Amazing how numbers can shock you sometimes (good and bad). I decided to wear this shirt so that when I stood on the scale and people oinked at me when they told me I gained 10 pounds in 4 weeks, I could still tell myself "hey, you are wearing the smallest size you have ever worn!"

All psychological. But if it makes me feel better I am for it. When I stepped on the scale, no one oinked. No matter what my weight has been in any doctor's office, no one has ever said anything to me. Except a nurse years ago took it twice and said "wow, you hide it well." When you are as big as I was, you take it as a compliment.

Here is the ironic part (for today at least). I bought a new pair of pants for work over the weekend and I bought a size 14 so I can wear them for the rest of the year (fingers crossed). They are roomy but I wore them today with the size 8 shirt. Talk about a pear shape!

The damage over the past 4 weeks? 4 pound gain. Add that to my 3 previous pounds and I am at a 7 pound gain total. Could be better, could be worse. Sometimes it feels like more. Especially because it is all in my flabby gut. But I am enjoying my food and she said we were healthy and the heartbeat sounded good so I feel happy about the visit.

We talked exercise and she said I should use the day of spotting as a guide - do less than that. Which, that was a pretty bad-ass day so I can tone it down a little. She also said the running is fine which is good because I started running with the dogs again this morning.

Good thing I can run. I made hubby and the dogs walk at the park on Saturday (they lagged behind a bit). When I saw a decrepit old man jogging, I was so jealous!! It took ever fiber of my being not to take off running. I felt like a slacker (and I am a bit competitive). After 2 miles I had to drop them at home and walk 2.5 more. I needed to burn calories to eat cake. I am serious about my food too.

Tonight I am going back to body attack. Now I will not feel too bad if I have a hard time sticking to some of the lower impact moves.

I am tired (as usual) but has been a good healthy day. Hubby just got back from the store so I have lots of healthy stuff to eat this week.

Now I must peel myself out of this shirt and get into some workout gear. Happy sweating!