Yesterday, a Facebook friend mentioned in a status update that she had hit her pre-pregnancy weight.
She had her baby at the end of October. I am not sure how much weight she gained during her pregnancy; but let me say for the record: I had my baby on August 16th. I am still not at pre-prego weight.
It occurs to me that my weight loss has been very, very slow.
This isn’t a bad thing. I exclusively nurse Ailie (though as of 4 months she is also doing fruits and veggies), so I was very reticent to cut any calories early on. I listened to my body, and fed it as often as it commanded. I didn’t necessarily feed it the right things, however.
I’ve been keeping a food journal since September. It’s totally a freebie from Oprah’s Lifeclass, which I unfortunately never had a moment to enjoy. But it works like a champ for this purpose. (Sit back and enjoy my impeccable photography for a moment as well.)
Here is my very first entry, which continued for TWO PAGES:
Where do I begin?
- I ate two of the small-sized bagels for breakfast, slathered in cream cheese.
- I ate a Smart Ones for lunch, but the chicken was too nasty to actually choke down.
- I had a granola bar AND pulled pork on 1/2 of a hamburger bun for a SNACK.
- A kind woman from my Mom’s League brought us dinner that evening from our local grocery store. It was delicious, but not low-cal.
- She also brought cupcakes. I ate TWO.
- Then I ate a 1/2 bag of microwave popcorn.
- Grand total? 74480 calories. Approximately.
It was easy to fall back on convenience foods with a newborn at home; but I’m quite shocked at all the processed stuff I was allowing in my diet. Today, you won’t find microwave meals or flavored cream cheese in the vicinity. I also no longer allow bagels or traditional English Muffins in the homestead; instead, we eat Ezekial bread or Ezekial “English Muffins” when we need our carbs (which is mostly daily). Pretzels are an occasional treat, and we’ve even done away with organic granola bars. (We make granola – in many forms – ourselves.) We also don’t do microwave popcorn anymore. Instead we pop it on the stove with some organic canola oil (also somewhat controversial, but the oil is made for high heat and OH MY GOD MY HEAD WILL EXPLODE WITH FOOD RULES SOON).
(It is a testament to my husband’s deep love for me that he has not left me for a Big Mac.)
And here is yesterday’s entry.
Almost everything I eat during the week (weekends we still go out to dinner at least once), is homemade or follows the less-than-five-ingredient rule, save the bread. The granola we ate this week is adapted from this recipe, and it’s out-of-this-world. The meatloaf I made on Monday night is a Mediterranean turkey dish from an old issue of Self Magazine. (Can’t find a link so I’ll post that recipe soon.) Yesterday, I roasted a chicken and carrots with a host of spices (sage, thyme, rosemary, basil, oregano, salt, and pepper) and a bit of EVOO. The eggplant experiment was delicious, a take on this recipe.
(Oh, and I am HOPELESSLY addicted to chocolate chips. They really cannot be in the house, or they are not safe. Even writing about them is making me salivate.)
The bottom line? I see progress. We are getting healthier. Slow and steady. As of today, I’ve lost 20.2 pounds since starting my food journal. My husband? He’s lost ten pounds since Thanksgiving. He may begrudge me taking his Frosted Mini-Wheats now and again, but the results are difficult to argue against.
Do you keep a food journal? I find that keeping track of everything holds me accountable, even when I’m not eating particularly well.