Normally I hate Wednesdays, because Wednesdays are weigh in day. Dooms Day. (they can also co-inside with Husband's return to work day which isnt the happiest of occasions either)
So, good little chicken that I am, I get on the scales this morning before I got dressed and not surprisingly, I had put on weight!
Now, before you all recoil in shock and horror, please remember I am pregnant! So some weight gain is allowed. Now take into account that apprarently he is going through one of his growth spurts, and increased weight for him means increased weight for me!
So, now that we are all on the same page, the surprising bit is that I wasnt upset!!
Yes I know I shouldn't be upset as I am pregnant which is a happy and wonderous time to be and I should be glowing all over fromt he miricle that is growing inside me, but when you have struggled with your weight for your entire life, worked so hard to get it down and then watched as it slowly crept back up making you feel useless at the same time as being told you wont naturally have a child, making you feel even more useless, excepting these changes in your body that you have no control over can be quite daunting.
Yes of course I am happy to thnk of my son growing inside me, when when i catch a glimpse of my expanding girth, or not being able to pull on a pair of jeans, it can be a bit sad. Almost like an end of an era. Not that I wouldnt be able to reduce said girth once baby has evacuated, but that things will be different. Just different.
Mind Sets are hard things to change. Be it about your self confidence, your eating habits, the way you look at life. If you are used to doing it one way, it can be hard to change to something different.
But this time, I think I am realising that something different is going to be amazing!
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