Giving birth to two big babies is a lot of recovery work for the body. I'm not even talking the obvious healing. I'm talking the bones, muscles, ligaments, organs and stuff like that. You don't think of that while your baby is growing inside of you. All your focus is on growing the healthiest baby you possibly can and not being a complete bitch to those who surround you. Well, no one explained how painful it is when you organs start to settle back into place or that your uterus still contracts for weeks after. Now that's a normal occurrence; apparently it's worse the bigger your baby is, obviously, your insides have stretched and created room for your bun in the oven. My feet grew, my ligaments went from being very flexible to very tight, my hips are wider (weak sauce) and gaining so much weight with both; I'm just plain and simple out of shape. Also when your preggers you stop shedding hair like all humans do, so after your bundle of joy has arrived and mommy's hormones start regulating you start shedding again making up for lost time. I'm talking handfuls at a time. Sounds appealing, yea? So that's where I am. Oliver, my sweet little giant, born at almost 12lbs and 23 inches really did a number on me and now I regulate and recover.
RESUME
This isn't about being a certain size or number on the scale. I know what a healthy weight is for me. I will NEVER say how much I weigh or my size. i don't wanna hear guesses or assumptions because you are probably wrong. My husband doesn't even know that information. By eliminating the booze and going back to my own eating habits a loss will naturally occur. This is about looking at myself and not wanting to cry or never leave my house. Moving on...
Last night's dinner was a vegan pot pie. So yummy. When I was a vegan before it was more of an excuse to just not eat or have an excuse when I was just eating dry lettuce. Then I switched to being a vegetarian because I became more comfortable with food. I was never really good at eating meat with the exception of when I was prego. I could throw down a steak like no one's beeswax. So now having a carnivorous husby and children I need to actually learn how to make things other than quinoa and veggies. If it was up to Kenny (hubs) I would make white rice with soy and hot sauce every night or mix anything with cream of whatever Campbell's soup and call it a day. well, we all know that ain't happening. I ordered Alicia Silverstone's The Kind Life book for vegan references and I've found some GREAT websites to follow for recipes. If the boys wanna eat In 'n Out they can do it on their own time.
My run today was good not great though. Muscle memory is a magical thing so I'm hoping she's doing her job.
Sweet dreams xoL
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