I probably wouldn’t post all of these directly to facebook (particularly the bare tummy ones) but I feel more comfortable sharing them on my own blog. Especially because I shared quite a bit about my own body image issues a while back, and I’d like to practice what I preach and show that I’m working to be comfortable in and proud of my body even as it changes in ways that don’t always please me. I haven’t been taking a perfect weekly picture, but this progression gets pretty close:
When I start to get panicky about my weight gain (when I saw my doctor at almost 19 weeks, I had gained 6 pounds in a month), I stop and remember that this is not the time to push myself really hard exercising or to get really strict with my eating. There is a REASON for this weight gain, and HE’S got 10 fingers, 10 toes, and the most heartbreaking upper lip this side of heaven:
This isn’t a license to go crazy and eat whatever I want (at least, it’s not SUPPOSED to be… I’m workin’ on it), and I’m trying really hard to stay active. So active, in fact, that on Monday I mowed the lawn vigorously for an hour and overdid it and had to lay down in the middle of making dinner because of sudden cramps that had me doubled over in pain. Fortunately a call to the nurse line told me that it’s not uncommon if you’ve been on your feet too long and haven’t gotten enough water (guilty of both). Now I’m sticking to long, well-paced walks with the pooch and prenatal vinyasa yoga. It was a little wake up call, reminding me that I am in fact growing a person, and I HAVE to be a bit more forgiving of and gentle on my body. Yes I want to stay in good shape and bounce back quickly after the little baby chicken comes into the world, but I also don’t want to strain myself or, even worse, hurt him on accident.
We’re more than halfway there now! I look forward to the next batch of pictures I can post… I hear from now on the growth is going to speed up BIG TIME. At this point I should be gaining about a pound a week. *silent scream*