Obviously, there was an extended lull in my weightloss blogging. But I did have an acceptable reason: I had a baby. Getting pregnant in the middle of my weightloss successes was not exactly intentional, but was actually pretty typical for me. I always seem to get pregnant the moment I see the light at the end of the big fat tunnel. But I’m very proud to have only gained 30 pounds this time around–with each of the previous four pregnancies, I gained approximately 42 pounds.
Baby just turned one month old, and I weigh–drumroll please–exactly the same as I did the day I came home from the hospital (which ironically, is nearly the exact same weight I was stuck at for more than a year after baby #4). I do not want a repeat of my previous post-baby weightloss failure, so I’m going to start my diet blog now, rather than later. I’ll be starting off slower this time, as I don’t want an extreme weightloss regimen to affect my abundant milk supply. But I have to drop some of this weight. It’s depressing. And it doesn’t help that the man just lost about 15 pounds in his post-tonsillectomy recovery period. He looks downright skinny right now. Good for him; depressing for me. I admit, I am totally jealous. So here I go….
an honest dieting journel 