My history:
Born and raised in Rochester, NY. I stopped growing in 5th grade. I was a spindly 80 pounds and 5'2", hit puberty and quickly went up to about 130 without eating anything different. Bye bye metabolism! My mom pointed out that I probably would have to watch what I ate. I "settled in" at a weight around 110. I ran track (jr. high) played JV and Varsity soccer(2 years of high school) and did Varsity cross country (2 yrs.)I was in really good shape.
I went to SUNY Geneseo for college, gaining only about 5 pounds during my college. I managed to stay active and there's a lot of hilly walking there just to get from place to place. I met my DH-to-be there. Graduated in May 1992--married Glenn in July 1992.
I had my first daughter, Emelie, by c-sxn in 1998. I weighed about 123 when I got pregnant with her, but I was in not-too-bad shape. I gained 52 pounds, having the last 3 months where I was on "restricted activity", meaning "as as much as you can". I carried her so low that I was having lots of back problems. I did not exercise at all my entire pregnancy. She only weighed 6lbs 6oz. I went to weigh myself in the hospital before I was discharged and was dismayed to find that I not only did not weigh significantly less, but actually weighed 2lbs. MORE than when I went in. The doctor said she supposed I was retaining fluid.
I could NOT lose that weight. In retrospect, I think I probably should have been more adamant that SOMETHING was not right. I walked with Emmie up to 9 miles a day--I was a SAHM--, it was the only thing that kept her quiet and the weight did NOT come off. My hair was like straw and I had massive self-esteem issues. I looked terrible, I felt terrible and I had a baby who screamed ALL the time. I lived in maternity sweatpants and men's Tshirts.
2 years after I had Emmie, I got a part time job in the evenings and started to lose a little weight, so of course...got pregnant. I was about 145 pounds at the beginning of that pregnancy.
Kathleen (Kate) was born by c-sxn in February 2001. I had gained only 30 pounds this time, putting me at exactly the same delivery weight, BUT this time I did Gilad aerobics 4-5 days a week until I was 38 weeks pregnant. I can't tell you how silly it looks to try to get "knees up" when you're that pregnant! LOL. My recovery from that delivery was much, much easier.
Summer 2004-Fall 2005 In that period of time I had three miscarriages, which really threw me into quite a tailspin. With each pregnancy, my weight went up by 10 pounds or so and by the end...I found myself right back up where I had been after delivering the girls.
Some months after my third miscarriage, I realized that "this was the rest of my life". I was NOT going to be like my MIL, who claims her extra 75 pounds that she's lugging around is "baby weight". (Her "baby" is 36.) I watched her have asthma and heart problems because of her excess weight. I see my grandmother with type 2 diabetes. I watched my grandfather die from colon cancer and heart disease. I realized that keeping myself healthy, while not eliminating my inherited risk, would keep me from adding to it.
For me, it's about habits. I do best when I work out at the same time each day...which is why I get up and work out at 5:30 in the morning. It's the only "chunk" of time that I consistently have. I can do stuff at lunch time, but not always. I walk 6 miles M-F (takes me about 1 hour, 15 minutes). I have also been trying to add Pilates a few days a week at lunchtime. On Saturdays I walk 8 miles and Sundays I rest. I know I don't do enough weight training...but I am wimpy and haven't gotten into "enjoying" that yet. I also keep track of my efforts on my blog...usually on Saturday I have a "Healthy Living Log" post.
I have been trying to eat healthier...My breakfasts, while probably pretty large, have always been healthy. Lunch was my next target and I have been doing quite well, getting out of the super-sized sub and more into the "spinach salad with all sorts of yummy stuff on it". Dinner is still a struggle. I think having my husband there (who is quite overweight and refuses to acknowlege it) makes it really hard to portion control. I especialy love comfort foods (lasagna, steak, mashed potatoes), so it's hard. I do all of the cooking at our house, so what I make is MY choice, I guess, but Glenn is resistant to anything but the meat-and-potatoes meals he grew up with.
I *do* refuse to tell myself that I CAN'T have something. I just aim to think about it before it goes in my mouth. I really need to think about those Cheez its a little more, LOL.
I work as a church secretary Wednesday through Friday, and I have more time to post then (shhhhh).
Anywhoo...this was waaay longer than you probably wanted.
If you have any questions...let me know!
Kristina
This post has been edited by mom2emnkate: 19 October 2007 - 09:08 AM

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