"Oh I enjoyed it all right"

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That's right I'll say it...I really enjoyed being pregnant.  I did enjoy it in a "hey there's a miraculous thing happening inside by body" way...but what I want to talk about is EATING.  Oh girl, I ate whatever I wanted when ever I wanted it.  It was bliss.  I am not naturally thin, never have been, never will be.  I have to watch what I eat or work out like crazy.  I've lost weight different ways...working out was not my favorite way.

Anyhow, here I am 10 months post baby and I don't know how much I weigh because I don't own a scale. (really I see no need to own a product made in the depths of hades) But I know that I am a certain size.  That size is not where I want to be.  So now I am paying the price for enjoying "eating for two."  I've been walking with Casey and it's nice and we enjoy getting out in the fresh air but frankly it does nothing for me in the weight loss department.  So after once again being uncomfortable about my body I made two decisions...

One:  I bought new clothes.  Honestly it became so frustrating to have all my old clothes right there in my closet and try a squeeze myself into them.  So I broke down and bought some new things, because I might as well feel good in what I'm wearing while I'm working on loosing weight.

Two:  This is the worst...I started to run.  I hate it.  I do.  But I've decided I'm walking anyways I need to kick it up a notch if I expect my body to respond.  It totally stinks.  But I have to accept that this is the body I have and I gotta work hard if I want it to change.

What I've learned:  Well next time around I want to do things different.  This is what I think about as I'm running, feeling like I'm gonna die, "Meg remember this next time your pregnant and want to eat whatever you want."  I'm determined to do things differently because I know that I'll pay the price for it later.  So for now I'm working on getting back to a size where I'm happy.