This morning I jumped on the scales. Why? Why do we do it? Look, I haven't been exercising as much as I normally do or should for the last month. Considering I sold the car and the theory is that I get around on foot blah blah. But what did I do this morning? I asked Troy if it was possible with his meetings today that I take the car this afternoon to go to the post office. ....ummmmm I take it back now. Keep the car babe...don't let me have it! I need to walk to the post office. It is such a beautiful day and I should get out there.
But coming back to my initial question. Why do we get on the scales hoping for nice results when we haven't done a lot for the last few weeks? Of course it is going to stay the same ....or GO UP by 2 kilos. Great....let's make it 6kgs I need to lose now. I think for myself and many mums that are breastfeeding we get in the haze of how particularly in the first 6 months weight just falls off while you continuously stuff your face to keep up your milk supply and hey... it did for me. 25kgs GONE without much effort. But it's like most people and the last few are often the hardest to lose. It's funny too, because I've been expressing some extra milk the last few days to get a stockpile ready for Troy's and my 'Date Night' on Saturday night and what do I do...I go "Hmmmm I'm hungry!"
Also, I think I will add that when Huddo started crawling at 5 months I lost a little bit more because I'm constantly chasing after him but I think my body has adjusted to this level of 'on the go' over the last 3 months....."Hey Huddo, time to start walking champ and kick it up a notch so MumMum looks better!" ...Poor kid. :)
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