The mood of this post will largely depend on what level my confidence is at on that particular day. Because that b*%ch
fluctuates, massively. Let's take yesterday for example, a perfect lazy sunny Sunday afternoon out & about. I had been to the gym in the morning, and I was feeling sprightly. Full of beans even. "Oh look Oli there's the Seafolly store, you go ahead & get some groceries whilst I have a quick browse". What's a quick dip into the changing room to see how these look, I innocently thought to myself. It's a bloody nightmare that's what. Let's just say ass dimples aren't quite as cute as cheek dimples. You would think swimwear changing rooms would have flattering lowlights wouldn't you? Well, they didn't. And I felt like crying. In all fairness, I haven't been treating my body as kindly as I could lately- chocolate galore. But still, I really didn't expect such a sight.
However, today, my bedroom mirror paints a totally different picture, so as far as I'm concerned, it was just the lighting. It's far kinder to believe my trusty mirror in the confinement of my comfy home after all.
Here's where we are at, 6 weeks postpartum compared to 6 months;
Funny how I would have said there were very little changes in that time. But boy was I wrong! I was chuffed to say the least when I paired these pics together. Zee pins are thinning out, zee tum is flattening, and most importantly, my boobs are no longer a ginormous F cup. Although (and I'm not joking), this is what my breasts look like naked;
Quick trip to Thailand will sort that out.
For six months out, despite the odd body-bashing day (oh to be a man!) I'm feeling really good. I certainly never expected to be this size by 6 months again, so once again, I feel extremely grateful for genetics & breastfeeding.
Feeding from the teet, is still going really, really well. I absolutely love nursing. Even though Oscar claws, slaps, and punches me the entire time, it is still so special. Not to mention, convenient, and of course- incredibly nourishing for the wee sprog. Im still unsure how long we will keep it up, I guess until he self-weans or I run out, although if he is still suckling come the end of Feb, I will have to wean him before I jet off to Bali. By then, he would be 1 week shy of a year, so I'll be over the moon if we can last the distance.
On the food front- I haven't quite got back on the super healthy bandwagon as planned. A few months back, I was a lean green eating machine- and after around 3 weeks of that nonsense, I got over it. I do have a plan of attack for 6 months out from the wedding (end of Dec, convenient NY reso timing), but for now, feeding just makes me way too ravenous. I've penned a proper plan for the 6 months & 3 months out wedding dates, and I do hope to go full tit by then. Thank goodness my dress is being made though, as it has to be taken in pretty much each month I go for a fitting. Which is all part of the process I guess. For now, I'll no doubt continue to be semi slack with my diet, and I'm cool with that- I'll just avoid changing rooms for a wee while.
As for exercise, I'm always pretty consistent there. However, re joining a gym was the best move I've made in quite some time. It had been nearly 8 months, and I didn't even realise how much I had missed a good weights workout. Bikram is still bloody good don't get me wrong, but I definitely needed some variety. The new joint has a pool, tennis courts (that I won't use), a Creche & a bar. Just incase I want a beer post workout. How's that for flash? My darling friend recently mailed me the "Kayla Itsines" workout plan too (Instagram fitness guru), so I've been trialling a few of her routines & am considering giving her 12 week plan a proper crack soon. I'll try to keep going to at least one Bikram class a week though, as already my muscles are tight as hell after such a short amount of time. The convenience of going to the gym at anytime, for any length of time is amazing- I had forgotten how to workout in 40 minutes, rather than the 90 long Bikram minutes. Extra time with Oli is always precious! Bonuses galore. Hopefully come the 1 year postpartum mark, I'll have that highly sought after 6-pack I've been banging on about...
All in all, I'm ever-so-slowly getting there. Being a female, I doubt I'll ever be 100% happy, but seeing small changes is always a good thing.
(These posts are so "me me me", I feel like a bit of a dick going on about my health so much, it's likely you really don't care. So I apologise for that. It's more of a public record for myself to look back on for progress)
Anyway, I've been scoffing some delicious food of late, so I'll be putting together a few recipes next,
Hope everyone had a rad weekend-
Gem
Thought of the day "Big Brother, why on earth must you play so late? Trashy telly is diminishing my sleep"