I delivered my son two months ago yesterday—it’s officially time I get serious about losing the rest of the baby weight. I’m guessing I gained about 30 pounds during my pregnancy. I’m not totally sure as I didn’t weigh myself until my 10th week, but suffice it to say at the end, I was 30 pounds heavier than my regular weight.
I lost about half of it in the first week after having Leopold. You’ll never lose more weight in one day than the day you have the baby! Somewhere in the first two week, I lost all the water weight I had gained. I woke up one morning looking and feeling like my old self. But at last weigh in, I was still 13 pounds above my regular weight.
And before anyone starts worrying that I’m fixated on numbers on a scale, my main goal is to fit into my pants again. In fact, I don’t even own a scale. Right now, even my baggiest shorts—the ones that are a decade old and have become my official dog walking shorts—give me a camel toe and are too tight to leave the house in. (That’s me in them, above and below.) I can’t get in my jeans and I’m not about to start a new denim collection now. I hope to be back in my pants by the time it gets cold enough to wear them.
The worst part of my body after baby is that my stomach skin is loose, like a bowl of Jell-O. I can feel it wobbling around when I’m in the back of a bumpy taxi and when I sit down I have a noticeable roll that I can grab. I’ve been heavier before and even then there’s something behind it. I know it will take some time for my skin to shrink back, but why not do something to help it along?
During my pregnancy, I did Pilates through first trimester until couldn’t lie on my back anymore. I continued practicing yoga through my seventh month. Then my gym membership at Equinox ran out and I started working in an office. Factor in being tired and working out and all my good intentions went out the window.
I did walk my dog Spencer throughout my pregnancy for about 40 minutes every morning, including the day I had Leopold. If you ever need motivation to walk, get a dog. He’s my best buddy and I feel responsible to him. I’ll walk him in the middle of a snowstorm, wake up early to take him out on a 100-degree day and, as I recently did, 2-weeks after having a C-section.
I invite you to follow along on my Operation Lose the Baby Weight. I would love to hear how you did it and how you overcame your biggest obstacles. Email me at email@example.com.