Now, I am not usually one for bragging (cue my mom and husband's laughter) but I just wanted to take a second to talk about something that I am really happy about.
A few days before Winston turned 6 months I hit my goal weight!
After I had him I was determined not to let the baby fat stick around (especially as I have more children) and so I bought myself a scale to monitor my weight daily. I set a goal weight and I got to work.
When it was not so hot that I could hardly breathe upon stepping outside Winston and I would go on walks daily. Going on walks is my favorite form of exercise. Even though I know that it is not the most effective form of exercise it was my time for my baby and I to slow down and enjoy the world around us. It's amazing how many things stand out with beauty when you take a second to slow down and notice. We would go at least two miles every day but Sunday.
I also did yoga, walk/ jog around high school tracks, and a little bit of tennis.
I think the thing that benefited me the most was for the first time in my life I actually watched what I was eating. It was hard but so worth it! I feel so healthy. I enjoyed many clean eating recipes. Now, I don't really believe in "dieting" just eating healthy, and these recipes were awesome! I stopped eating so much meat and started to enjoy fruits and veggies so much more than I did before. I learned to have some meals that showcase the fruit or veggies as the star instead of meat. I also (and this one was hard) learned to control how much I ate. I stop eating when I am full. What a grand idea.
I have also never had a problem with soda but I did enjoy my Dr. Pepper. I would give myself one soda day a week where I could have a can of D.P. (most times I would not even do that). These were usually days that I would get headaches. Now I have given it up completely.
At the end of the day I have learned that it does not matter how much I weigh, really. As long as I am healthy I am happy.
Now, even though I have lost all the weight I wanted to my body is still not what it was before (I am talking about that little pouch of fat right on the abs and the stretch marks I got on my legs and booty) but I am thankful for that. I am proud of my "mommy marks". They remind me of the remarkable things that my body has done and the sweet baby I was able to carry.
Now I am gonna treat myself to a chocolate shake!... just kidding... maybe.