Grace is 4 months old, by the time Jack was this age I was back to hitting the gym and working out at home during nap time. A few months later I even joined a local gym that had child care because working out was good for my mental health. It gave me a place to get out the stress of having a fussy baby, it helped me get back in shape and it gave me childcare for up to 2 hours a day. That gym membership was a life saver.
When I was pregnant with Grace I kept thinking that I would get right back to exercising. That I would start running again or at least get out and push the stroller around. But the reality is that we’ve only gotten out for a walk a few times and I have no desire or energy to go for a run. I am not trying to lose the baby weight, not today, not tomorrow, maybe not in a few months or dare I say ever. And it’s not because I’m lazy but I do have a few reasons (not excuses) as to why I’m not trying to lose the baby weight.
Why I’m Not Trying to Lose the Baby Weight
- The baby is not sleeping through the night.
- When the baby is napping the 5-year-old wants attention.
- Lularoe came into my life.
- Chipwich’s are delicious, especially when I can steal a moment to myself to eat one by the pool.
- Breastfeeding makes me ravenous.
- Stress eating is my new whole 30.
- Crying babies make me hungry.
- I’m the sole provider of nutrition to a tiny human.
- Breastfeeding burns 500 calories a day… that’s true, right?
- Cookies make my breast milk taste better.
- Eating a salad while standing up is not as fun as devouring a tray of brownies.
- Dessert is my love language.
- I finally found a good fried chicken restaurant near my house.
- It’s hard to exercise when you can’t keep your eyes open.
- Our neighborhood has 2 ice cream men.
- My pre-pregnancy clothes aren’t going to not fit themselves.
- I like buying a new wardrobe.
- Black is slimming.
- Netflix
- Excessive heat warnings it’s best to keep the baby and dog inside.
- I never was a very good runner.
- Two kids should be enough exercise.
- I lift wine glasses.
- Takeout is easier than cooking.
- I’m learning to love my bigger but.
I don’t get a lot of time to myself these days and the time I do get is sacred, I refuse to waste it stressing about my waistline. This body has been through a lot and it’s brought two incredible kids into this world. So I think it gets to take a break for a while and if that means an extra 10 lbs then I’m OK with it.
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