I've had an annoying 20 lbs of extra weight on me since I had Sophia that will not go away. I figure it has to do with me being in my thirties when I had her and also how screwy my metabolism must be after throwing up my guts for almost 9 months. And then, if you include all three of my pregnancies, I have more than 40 extra pounds overstaying their welcome.
See, I've never been heavier than I am now...as a non pregnant person anyway. And when I say the weight won't go away, I really mean it's not just disappearing on its own volition because I certainly haven't been doing much to make it leave. I haven't seemed to care enough about the fact that I can't fit into the majority of my wardrobe or that I'm always a little surprised to pass by a mirror and see how I really look or that Chloe has told me numerous times that I'm "still fat." Obviously, being thin is not super important to me right now. Not enough to make the changes that are needed in my diet and activity level in order to actually see improvement.
But then Sophia and I started to have thrush issues when she was two months old. You know how it goes, baby gets thrush, mom gets thrush and it just keeps getting passed back and forth. I treated Sophia internally and myself externally at first but it still keeps coming back. Again and again and again. Finally, a week or so ago, I noticed the poor child had eczema starting to set up shop all over her arms and legs. My eczema has also come back with a vengeance, along with several yeast infections (sorry for the TMI there) and just plain not feeling good.
Since some things are more important than being skinny, I bit the bullet, and started back on the yeast control diet. It's something I've been on before and it really helps all of the above mentioned situations, but it's difficult. No sugar. No cheese. Obviously no yeast...which means no bread. No white flour. Basically, those are all the things I love and just about all I ever eat. No wonder I have been riddled with yeast this last few months! And poor Sophia....she has no choice but to eat what I eat and so she is full of the yeasty beasties, too.
So, a week ago yesterday, I started my diet. Every time I'm tempted I just have to think about how miserable Sophia must be and it gives me the impetus I need to stick with it. And guess what? I already feel better myself. I have only gotten angry at my kids/husband twice this whole week, and believe me, that is a HUGE improvement. One of those times was when I was upset because we couldn't find Bria when we went to check her out of school on Friday. She disappeared for a half hour and I was getting extremely nervous and anxious so I took it out on Joel. We won't discuss the other time.
Guess what else? In only one week I have already lost 8 pounds. It took my baby's comfort level to push me to make the changes necessary to lose weight. I'm not even really doing it to be thin at this point...but it's a happy little side effect.