So. Things are about to get really personal.
This is probably going to be a long post. I'm just going to start writing and see where we go. But I need to write this out. For me.
Remember a few weeks ago when I mentioned I had a really difficult doctor's appointment? My doc basically gave me some news regarding my "health". And I'm only now ready to talk about it.
Close friends of mine who actually do read this blog have been asking me, "So WHAT did your doctor say exactly?" I figured if they want to know, the rest of the blog world is curious as well. I know I'd be.
It's funny. My very curious friends were sure that my doc told me I haven't been gaining enough weight and/or that I'm too small. (For the record, I get this a LOT. Friends, strangers, family. Most people make comments on how small they can't believe I am...)
At the end of my 24 week appointment, my doctor literally let out a gasp and said, "So, were you planning to leave without talking to me about this weight gain?"
I just sat there. Stunned. And feeling like I was incredibly obese and harming my baby.
I had gained 6 pounds since my last appointment. This brought me to a total of a 15 lb. weight gain overall. At six months pregnant. He is a stickler on gaining no more than a pound a week.
Now. Let me give you a little background on this particular appointment and weigh in. There were a few things contributing to my "weight gain". I knew going in the scale was going to be a little inaccurate. 1). I had been retaining water that week from the heat. 2). I got weighed at 5:00 p.m. - and BELIEVE me the time of when you're weighed makes a huge difference. 3). I had been having quite the intestinal issues and hadn't (ahem) gone to the bathroom in a couple of days.
So. I knew the scale wasn't totally accurate.
Regardless. He told me I shouldn't gain another pound by my next appointment (which was at the time 4 weeks later...). I should stick to chicken and vegetables for meals and string cheese or nuts for a snack. He actually told me to lay off the fruit because of all the sugar.
I left in tears.
Not only did I feel disgusting and fat, but I was baffled.
I am probably one of the healthiest pregnant gals out there. Seriously. I eat incredibly healthy, and I work out every.single.day. I think I've missed a total of 5 workouts my entire pregnancy - which was when I had the flu and then a sinus infection!
I'm not kidding - when we go to the grocery store, we've had people comment on how healthy our cart is. Veggies. Fruits. Lean, organic meats. Whole grains. NO unhealthy snacks.
And I admit it. Yes, I've given into some not-so-good things too: frozen yogurt from time to time, I think I've had ONE cheeseburger, and a few nights where I binged on more than one cookie. But those times are VERY few and far between. And I'm human for goodness sakes. Oh, and not to mention PREGNANT.
After crying to the hubs and then crying to my mom (who were both FURIOUS because they know how healthy I am), I felt a little better. They made me promise that I wouldn't change my eating habits...especially not go on a diet.
And so I didn't change one thing.
And 2 days later, I was down 4 pounds.
And here I am 4 weeks later, and I'm still at that same weight. We'll get the official weigh in on Monday!
Now, I'd REALLY like to share more of my health journey from before I got pregnant - because I've become super passionate about health and fitness. And I'd also like to share a typical day in my eating habits. But I'll save that for part II.
And one more thing. My doctor isn't a bad person OR a bad doctor. I promise. In fact, he's known to be one of the top delivery doctors in my area. He is truly just a stickler on weight. Actually, after talking to some others, he's actually KNOWN as the "Weight Nazi". He's seen a lot of women become obese during pregnancy, and that can cause so many problems...especially later in life. Unfortunately with me, he wasn't looking at the whole picture.
But I am SURE I'm on the right track with my weight and health.
And because this post was so wordy...I obviously have to leave with a pic of my sweet and wonderful support system. :)