If you clicked on the link to my blog thinking that I was going to tell you how much I weigh post-baby, I'm sorry I misled you. I was going to write about the "weight" issue, pregnancy weight, and post pregnancy weight and why I think we (men, ladies, humans) make more of a deal about it than we should.
I gained a healthy 27 pounds this pregnancy, 22 of it in the first two trimesters. I was starving all the time. There were weeks when I ate a foot-long subway sandwich for lunch everyday, only to be starving again at 3:00pm. It was uncontrollable and alarming and as a result of my eating I put on weight quickly, more than what is considered "normal" in the first 28 weeks of pregnancy.
I hate doctors appointments when your pregnant, it makes women feel like cattle. They open the door and yell your name when you know its "your turn" and you waddle inside. They go through the same routine every-time, weight, blood pressure, pee in cup, sit here again and wait some more. Early one it happens only every 4 weeks, but later in your pregnancy it happens every other week and then every freakin week.
I got tired of the scale. It frustrated me for 28 weeks because I knew that if I gained more than the "normal" amount of weight that my doctor was going to mention it. Never mind that I ran 50mpw up until I was at least 6 months pregnant, that even though I may have been eating a foot-long sub for lunch, I was choosing chicken, no cheese, no mayo, loads of vegetables, and no salt. I was also passing on dessert all the time, and picking fruits instead of candy bars when I had hunger pains when I really should not have been having hunger pains. As a results I gained what doctors considered a normal amount of weight in the very end, but I still believe my body wanted to gain more.
I recently found out I have been anemic for a good portion of my pregnancy. I was able to review some of my test results online and it was a bit of a shocker. More so because I started taking liquid iron early in the third trimester because my fatigue was so bad. The supplement did help the fatigue, but I still went into the hospital to have Patrick clearly anemic, and came out extremely anemic. Houston told me it was the lowest levels he had seen in all his time coaching.
Well....damn. It all makes sense now. Because weight is such a concern with pregnancy, I was led to believe I was gaining too much too fast. I watched what I ate too much and as a result, spent most of my pregnancy exhausted (lack of calorie dense food, maybe?) and anemic because much of the iron rich food I should have been eating, I probably nixed because it was also full of calories.
It bothers me now because I felt like I wasted so much energy worrying about something that doesn't even matter. As someone that normally runs 85 mpw, I could and probably should gain more weight than the average female, but we live in such a weight conscious world that my weight gain was cautioned when it should have been charted as healthy.
Regardless of my weight gain, my baby still topped the scales at 9lbs 2 ounces which was considered big and healthy. I also ended up loosing a good portion of my weight shortly after. Right now I still have weight to lose in awkward places, but I don't feel heavy anymore when I run.
I do still feel the fatigue...and I am still anemic.
I think its terrible that people talk about how much a woman gains when she is pregnant like its a bad thing. They say things like, "Woo she got soooo big!" Weight gain should really be celebrated to an extent because it means the mom is getting enough to eat to sustain her pregnancy. Plus gaining weight is what our bodies are designed to do.
1) You have to build a human.
2) You've got to feed that human when it is finally born 9-10 months later.
One of the first things people do when they see you post-baby is tell you how great you look (even if you don't look great, they usually lie anyway). But how close you are to your post-baby body shouldn't be something to celebrate. The focus should really be the birth of a healthy baby and that you (quite honestly) survived the labor process.