- I named my daughter Evie. It is pronounced with a long e like in the name Eve. It is not short for Evelyn (which for some reason some of my family members thought). It is not short for anything. Just Evie. I only post this because people have asked.
- If I get one more anonymous comment advertising some super crappy penile enlargement cream from a foreign sounding person I may scream. So I have changed the settings on my comments. NO MORE ANONYMOUS COMMENTS!!! Suck on that a-holes whom no one wants to read comments from anyway!
- On to the title of my post - read on.
During my pregnancy I gained somewhere between 40 and 70 pounds. When the doc office told my I had gained 38 I would no longer let them tell me my weight. I am pretty hopefully it was less than 70 but I still have not gotten on a scale so I am not for sure. I do not want to be upset by it. Currently I am going by how clothes fit. Either way, I have a lot of work to do. However - my daughter was totally worth it! Even if I had gained back every pound I lost, all 115 of them.
Sidenote - I cannot help but think that if I had not lost the weight prior to getting pregnant by the end I could have easily weighed 350+ pounds. I am fairly certain that would have put me on medicine and bed rest. I am not a fan of either so I am TOTALLY grateful that I lost the weight first even if that means I have to lose it again now.
I was excited to put on my workout clothes, grab my daughter and my awesome BOB jogging stroller and head to the park for some serious walking.
I have been feeling good, not too disappointed by my body, just trying to get back in a groove. I even went to the gym my first week home. So I was pretty proud and eager to walk at the park. And then I heard it. It echoed LOUDLY in my ears. It could not be ignored. An unmistakable sound from my past....my super obese past. My thighs rubbing together in my workout clothes. I was slightly crushed but yet I walked. With speed and purpose. Yet I heard it over and over.
I knew I had gained a lot of weight in my thighs. It must be worked on. It must be reduced. I just have a feeling it will take longer to get rid of this time. At least I know it can be done. It shall be done again!