I meant to post Mommy’s Diary yesterday, but I was too exhausted to write anything. I went out to fabric shopping in Nippori with my friend who is a soon to be bride. The trip turned out to be really successful, and I am so glad we got everything we needed for her wedding dress! We got the fabrics, notions and even a dress cover. I’m so excited to do this, and will update with more details of the process of wedding dress making as it gets underway.
Kiko seems to have realized that she has voice and she is trying to omit different sounds. I have no idea what she is saying, but she coos and woos, and then look at me as if I’m supposed to understand:) She also seems to have come to a realization that she has hands. She grabs different things and eats her own fists. Not sure if they taste good.
The other week, I wrote that I was going to write about postpartum weight issue sometime. I gained 10kg through out my pregnancy, and lost 8kg within a week after delivery. I did not do anything special to lose 8kg – obviously I could not exercise at that point. I didn’t change my eating habits or anything like that. I really did nothing and I was relieved that the weight came off so easily. After that first weight drop I expected the rest would come off just as easily and I would be at my pre-pregnancy within a months time. that was not to be. I was sadly wrong. Two months passed and I was still 2kg heavier than I was before Miss Kiko. I began to get really frustrated. So I decided to workout harder, and count calories. I aimed for 1800kcal per day with some kind of work out everyday. I did that for about two weeks, and got on scale only to see that the needle had not moved. It just did not make sense! How can I workout so hard and eat less, but not see results on the scale? This made me really miserable. Sometimes I would work out twice a day so thinking that a 5km run will cancel out 300kcal ice cream that I wanted to eat. I began to hate life! Exercising is one of my hobbies, but I realized I made it a chore.
After thinking about this for a few days, I decided to forget about the whole diet thing. It was not worth it! Of course I want to get back to my pre-pregnancy weight, but I made the whole process miserable. I love working out, and I should not be thinking , “If I do this, I can eat a bowl of cereal without guilt and gaining weight” while on treadmill. It takes the joy out of working out.
Honestly, the weight issue hit me harder than I expected. I would look at my stretched-out belly and be sad. I thought my fat belly would disappear right after I popped out Kiko. Am I the only one who felt that way?
