It’s crazy once you give birth people you think people will stop asking you about your weight and what you’re eating. But they do not. Is he sleeping through the night? Are you sleeping when he’s sleeping? OMG how much weight have you lost? Sometimes I want to scream none of your business, but I know they mean well. So here’s mommy’s 2 month update so everyone can just go ahead and get your answers here . . .
Height: Boobs are heavy. Also, epidural makes you constipated which makes it hard to stand up straight. (My husband is already mad about this post.) I think I’m getting shorter.
Head: My hair is no longer voluminous. WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN? It hasn’t started falling out yet tho – probs because of the prenatals I’m still taking. My mind tho did go a little wonky for a couple weeks. I was on high alert looking for post partum depression because of my families history. I was SUPER sad about everything, but no PPD. My dad going back to Indiana is the most devastating thing that has ever happened to me (sarcasm). Scott would coo at the baby and I would get PISSED because he did it wrong (sarcasm). So my ridiculous mood swings made a big come back after disappearing during pregnancy. I’m happy to report that mama has mellowed out again.
Weight: Remember that episode of How I Met your Mother when Lilly is so stressed out she loses a bunch of weight and doesn’t fit in her wedding dress. Let me go into details here . . . In 2015 I lost 40 lbs for my best friends wedding. Then I got pregnant in January 2016 and stopped tracking. The first trimester I was sick and couldn’t eat a lot of the time. The first and third trimesters I was suuuuuuper tired so I was only awake to eat breakfast and dinner. I also chugged water – like 120 ounces a day. I only gained the weight of the baby and placenta.
I’ve continued the water, Jack and I go on a mile walk most days, and I’m breastfeeding. So all that to say I am 20 lbs less than I was in November 2015. Yes, you read that correct. I weight less than I did when I got pregnant. Did the detail make you hate me any less?
Nicknames: mama, mommies, milk machine
Sleep: I have learned to live on 5 hours of sleep. I go to bed when he does at 930 which officially makes me a loser. We usually only wake up at 230 for about an hour. Then I wake for the day at 530 so I can pump and shower before daddy goes to work. I am so grateful for this hour 530-630. It makes my days infinitely better, but I know it makes Scott’s mornings a bit longer than he enjoys. However, the white noise we use for the baby knocks.me.out. And so I show my appreciation by not actually getting up at 530. But sleeping until 630 and then rushing around before daddy leaves for work. You might ask why don’t I do these things during his morning nap . . . I use that to do all of the other things.
Feeding: Breastfeeding ain’t no joke! I.eat.all.the.time. oh.my.god.i’m.so.hungry. I do still enjoy franks hot sauce which I did not before. I’ve had more insane cravings since I gave birth than I did while pregnant. Breakfast pizza, bagels with butter and jelly, pumpkin pie, coffee, oatmeal cookies, eeegggs on anything with anything just eggs.
Fun Stuff: I thought being a mom would make me feel different. Like I was a totally new person. But it hasn’t. I feel the same. It’s not a bad thing. I actually think it’s a really good thing. Scott and I are still the same people we’ve always been. Jack is just a part of that now. He fits into our lives so perfectly. I love being a mom. I love being Jack’s mom.The Holiday’s are infinitely so much better even tho he’s only 2 months.
If it’s changed anything, it’s just that my each and every day has a purpose now. To do lists get done better and on time, the house stays cleaner, meals are cooked and eaten instead of wasted . . . all the little things that don’t mean anything. They mean something now because my boy is watching. My hair isn’t voluminous anymore, my hunger is never satiated, my nipples suck so bad right now (pun intended), I’ve only seen 2 movies in the last 3 months, and my digestive system may never regulate itself again. But I’ve never been more happy. deliriously happy.