My baby boy just hit the six-month mark…aaaand I’m still rocking my maternity pants.
I’m not gonna lie…
I’ve also been wearing a few maternity tops. To cover the chub.
I do have a “going out” outfit that I purchased for a family party when I was six-weeks postpartum. It consists of control top leggings (Suddenly Skinny from Target -they ROCK. Thanks for the tip, Katrina!) and an army green tunic/dress. In my mind, this was a flattering outfit and recently I’ve gotten a lot of mileage out of it. I’ve worn it to appointments, meetings, my Anniversary date (first one since baby boy arrived) and to Rachael’s house for a party.
I probably would have continued wearing it, if not for this photo:
Um. That outfit? Not. Flattering. AT ALL.
Seeing that photo also coincided with a particularly indulgent
week weekend of eating. Too many cups of coffee paired with too many donuts had edged out healthy foods for too long and I felt lousy.
Now, to top it off, I felt lousy about my appearance.
That party? Where the infamous photo was taken? That was a celebration of Rachael’s husband, Mark, having survived a horrific head-on collision. Earlier that week when she was stealthily planning the shindig, she mentioned something that one of Mark’s doctors had told her. The doctor credited the success of his surgery and recovery to the fact that he was fit and healthy at the time of his accident.
So, in the course of a just a few days these puzzle pieces floated into place for me…feeling crummy, looking not-awesome and realizing the serious health implications of the habits I’ve fallen into, post-baby. It was high time I got my butt in gear and lose this baby weight. Well, not just lose weight, but to get healthy.
I’ve lost weight before. Twenty pounds in the spring of 2010. Two days after I reached my goal weight, I saw two little pink lines that told me baby boy was on the way!
I learned a lot last time. Mostly that it took A LOT longer than I expected. So, I’m going to write here about healthy living each week (Rachael has already challenged me to go gluten-free for one week) to keep myself on track. I’ve heard that if you want to stick with a goal, you should tell a friend. So I’m telling all of you. 🙂
Here are the stats, to keep me honest…
Starting Weight: 195.5 lbs
Goal Weight: 165 lbs
Now, I realize “health” is about more than just weight, but a big part of this goal is that I want to be categorized as healthy on the BMI scale. (I’m six-feet-tall, in case those stats seem wonky.)
I’d also like arms like Michelle Obama. I’m going to get on that.
See you next week!