Bringing home a newborn baby comes with plenty of challenges, but let's be honest -- one of the biggest things moms struggle with is trying to take off pregnancy pounds.
To put it simply -- losing baby weight is a total bitch and a half. I mean, is there anything worse than finally having your body back after nine months, but not really having it back?
The journey back to your pre-preggo size has got to be one of the biggest emotional roller coasters a woman can ever go through. And it goes a little somethin' like this.
You pack your skinny jeans in your hospital bag because duh -- you're "all baby" and they're SO going to fit again the minute you pop out this kid. You're gonna be the "hot" mom.
You're two days postpartum. It's go time. You grab those suckers out of your bag to change for the ride home. But then you're all sorts of shocked when they won't go over your knees and you burst into tears.
You finally calm down and pull yourself together, put on your sweats, and tell yourself you need to cut yourself some slack. After all, you JUST had a baby.
After about four weeks of sulking around in your yoga pants, you sort of start feeling like yourself again. You decide to step on the scale just for shits and giggles. It promptly reminds you what a fat ass you are and you go into a fit of rage.
Then the magic six-week mark hits and you can finally hit the gym again. Suddenly you transform into Jillian Michaels. Watch out bitches!!
A few more weeks pass. You're feeling good. You've been busting your ass with workouts and eating right and you figure it's time to treat yourself to a little shopping spree. So you walk into your favorite store and grab a couple pairs of pants in your "normal" size. But much to your horror -- they don't fit.
You leave the store in tears and vow not to return until you've lost every last ounce. And then you go home and start frantically researching the latest fad diets online. Something's gotta give here.
But then after a few weeks of alternating a juice cleanse, eliminating gluten from your diet, and counting calories -- you realize there really are more important things to worry about than the size of your ass. Like the fact that you have a brand new baby. You gaze over at him adoringly and vow to cut yourself some slack and follow an "everything in moderation" and regular workout type of plan.
And then a couple months later, you decide to pull out those skinny jeans again on a whim. And YESSSSSS!!! They zip!! You do a major happy dance. (And decide to enjoy a pint of ice cream and skip the gym the next day. You've earned it.)
How has your baby weight loss journey been thus far?
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