Embracing the Fatter Side of Pregnancy
Last night I had a psychic dream. It was a horrible, anxiety-inducing dream. In it, I was trying on maternity clothes. And none of them fit. Not even close. I tried hoisting a pant leg on and I could barely get it past my knees. It was my thighs - they were enormous.
At 6 months pregnant, I had already outgrown maternity clothes. Now what would I wear?
I awoke this morning in a cold sweat (OK, not really). But I did awake to the memory of that dream and the realization that I had, in fact, been lent some maternity clothes by my friend the day before that I needed to try on. I walked over to the bag of clothes and pulled out the first item. A pair of totally cute Motherhood Maternity capris. Awesome. I needed capris! I tried them on with some trepidation. After tugging and pulling desperately, I found that I was able to get them over my thighs. Victory! However, they were skin tight and I was unable to fasten the button. The totally cute Motherhood capris didn't look so totally cute on me.
I won't go through the horror of recounting how I tried pathetically to squeeze myself into every pair of pants in the bag, but suffice it to say that my attempts were unsuccessful, finally confirming something I have been slowly coming to realize for weeks now - I'm getting fat. And it's not just the normal pregnancy weight that a woman needs to gain in order to support the healthy development of her gestating fetus. No, it's the extra cellulite, pudge and overall flabiness that I have no excuse for other than the fact that I get cravings for ice cream, chocolate cookies, and other assorted chocolate foods while I'm pregnant. (Side note: Have you tried the Ben and Jerry's Coffee Heath Bar Crunch? I highly recommend it.)
I do find it a bit disconcerting that I have finally come to this realization by way of a dream - a pyschic dream. Is the universe trying to tell me something? Should I feel bad that I don't feel comfortable in anything but a mumu? Should I feel guilty for wanting to eat dessert every day?
I find myself faced with several choices. I could:
a) stop eating so much
b) get off my arse and do some leg lifts
c) join a yoga class
d) eat an extra scoop of Ben and Jerry's after dinner to console myself
*twiddles thumbs*
*thinks about it*
*thinks some more*
Screw it. I'm going with "d".
At 6 months pregnant, I had already outgrown maternity clothes. Now what would I wear?
I awoke this morning in a cold sweat (OK, not really). But I did awake to the memory of that dream and the realization that I had, in fact, been lent some maternity clothes by my friend the day before that I needed to try on. I walked over to the bag of clothes and pulled out the first item. A pair of totally cute Motherhood Maternity capris. Awesome. I needed capris! I tried them on with some trepidation. After tugging and pulling desperately, I found that I was able to get them over my thighs. Victory! However, they were skin tight and I was unable to fasten the button. The totally cute Motherhood capris didn't look so totally cute on me.
I won't go through the horror of recounting how I tried pathetically to squeeze myself into every pair of pants in the bag, but suffice it to say that my attempts were unsuccessful, finally confirming something I have been slowly coming to realize for weeks now - I'm getting fat. And it's not just the normal pregnancy weight that a woman needs to gain in order to support the healthy development of her gestating fetus. No, it's the extra cellulite, pudge and overall flabiness that I have no excuse for other than the fact that I get cravings for ice cream, chocolate cookies, and other assorted chocolate foods while I'm pregnant. (Side note: Have you tried the Ben and Jerry's Coffee Heath Bar Crunch? I highly recommend it.)
I do find it a bit disconcerting that I have finally come to this realization by way of a dream - a pyschic dream. Is the universe trying to tell me something? Should I feel bad that I don't feel comfortable in anything but a mumu? Should I feel guilty for wanting to eat dessert every day?
I find myself faced with several choices. I could:a) stop eating so much
b) get off my arse and do some leg lifts
c) join a yoga class
d) eat an extra scoop of Ben and Jerry's after dinner to console myself
*twiddles thumbs*
*thinks about it*
*thinks some more*
Screw it. I'm going with "d".
Labels: the pregnant life
posted by Cristina @8:59 AM
21 Comments:
Always go with D. :)
D all the way!
I gained way too much weight with Cakes.
It comes off afterwards, with little ones to chase around.
Go with D.
Always go with D.....and by the way, I have tried it and it is heavenly!!!
Don't worry about the weight-with two little ones you will loose it in no time.
I agree with the others ... D makes most sense.
I gained 65 lbs when I was pregnant ... and loved me lots of Ben and Jerrys!
As much as you suffered with all-day-sickness, you deserve a little love in the form of Ben & Jerry's!
that is the one thing I'm looking forward to if we do it again. eating ice cream and cookies and pie and cake and more pie. a lot. all the time. every afternoon. and then before bed. and maybe when I wake up, once in awhile.
live it up, man. you've got some serious action about to break loose up in your hizzle. LIVE. IT. UP.
xoxoxo
D. Period.
You can do leg lifts after the baby gets here...
Have you found out what you're having yet? Because it sounds to me like it's a girl. Let me tell you, girls make you fat and it's because they make you crave sweets! While preggo with the Beast I craved cake! I bought myself a whole birthday cake (it was not my birthday) and ate it! lol. I also craved sweets with my first girl. With this pregnancy I'm craving salty foods and haven't gained that much at all. I think it's a boy, but that's just my own theory :)
You can never go wrong with D. Plus I'm a firm believer that all pregnancy cravings are your body's way of telling you what it needs. Clearly you need more calcium!
I am 27 weeks pregnant (3rd pregnancy) and have chosen Option D so far. I'm paying for it by not fitting into any of my maternity pants any more! Yet I will still continue to choose Option D. I may consider adding in a LITTLE walking, but I won't get all crazy with it :-)
I'd go with D too!
Loving D. Although I also had a yoga DVD during my pregnancy which I loved. Plus, I could do it at home.
Good luck!!
I have a pregnancy yoga DVD at home too. It makes me feel guilty every time I look at it! I actually do plan to try it out if I can ever find the time.
I'm 3 months postpartum and D still wins out
Blame the pants on being washed too much in hot water. You know pants shrink like 5 sizes when you do that
btw, have I ever told you you're le hot?
because you are. especially with a big scoop of ice cream dangling from your mouth.
and give that stupid effing yoga dvd away. who needs guilt when you can have ice cream? (damn! I'm so profound!)
D, always always always pick D. I think that the world would be a much better place if everybody always always picked D! Skinny hungry people are angry people, and well, I'd rather be fat and happy, thankyouverymuch.
I say sweatpants, large maternity sweatpants. You can get skinny when all your kids are birthed! :-)
Truly, D is the ONLY choice. Worry about it later, friend. It's hard enough.
D is the way to go .... I lost a lot already and slowly ... very slowly the rest is coming off.
I think D sounds good!
OK, this comment is selfish... I just found out I am pregnant and I am searching wildly for any and all info/advice/stories/anything to give me some clue... So, seeing as you have recently gone through what I am going through now, anything is appreciated!
I know, I am a sad little being begging for advice from women whose blogs onwhich I generally lurk, but I just can't help it!!
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