My postpartum body, 9 months later.

 

The weight loss resolutions for the new year hit me a little harder now than they did in the past.

After encouraging everyone to load up their plates with extra helpings this holiday season, it’s time to get people to feel bad about their life choices and get them to the gym to repent for the excessive eating and drinking. Hooray.

(I’m nibbling on some dark chocolate as I’m typing this one, guys. The struggle is real.)

But how have things gone with my weight since I’ve delivered? Unfortunately, I’ve hit a plateau. I’m lucky enough to have lost some weight, but I am definitely far from my goal.

Before discovering I was pregnant, I was already quite overweight according to the Body Mass Index (BMI) chart – clocking in at around 180 pounds. I didn’t gain a whole lot of weight until the last trimester of my pregnancy – my final weigh-in before the big day was about 240 pounds!

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Me with a big belly.

I immediately lost about 15 pounds after delivering PJ, who was about 8 pounds and 2 ounces of all that. I lost quite a bit of blood, fluids, and the placenta of course. I don’t think I need to go into too much more detail with that – let’s just say my delivery was pretty badass.

While I was still in shock and swollen, I would spend the next several hours in the recovery room at the hospital with a hungry, crying baby and a very sore and bloated body. I felt like my stomach was a giant, deflated balloon. My boobs basically went up several cup sizes overnight, and not in a good way. The transformation was pretty painful.

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April 3rd, 2017 – She’s here!

Of course, I didn’t expect to bounce right back after that ordeal. I figured, it took months to get to that point so it would take a few months or longer to get “back to normal”, right?

I got lucky and lost more weight in the first three months postpartum. I wasn’t even exercising yet. For me, it might have been a combination of drinking lots of water, and pumping and nursing PJ almost constantly. Also, I think it helped that I somehow stayed on my feet once I returned home, easing myself back into daily chores like laundry and loading the dishwasher, but I was lucky to have Dan do the bulk of the housework while I was recovering.

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Generational photo with my mom and grandma at Easter. I felt like the Michelin Man.

A few months later, I noticed that I was beginning to notice the more permanent changes to my body as it healed – the tiger stripes I’ve earned all along my lower abdomen and around my butt. Those areas were quite red and swollen for a number of weeks before they faded into pale slivers, but they were still very noticeable.

Not only that, but there was also a lot of extra skin. Enter the dreaded “mom pooch”.

Despite this, my clothes were starting to fit better around the 6-month mark. But even still, as I managed to squeeze back into my pre-pregnancy jeans (a miracle!!), they just didn’t fit the same without shapewear. I would just have this big mound of extra skin hanging over the waist area. It looked worse than just your run-of-the-mill muffin top. And that killed me and my already floundering self-esteem.

Still, the postpartum shapewear did wonders to make me look a bit more like my former self. Even if it felt like a crutch sometimes, it was definitely needed to make me feel like… well, me again.

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Top left, still pregnant. Bottom left, 3 months postpartum. Right, 6 months postpartum.

Now I’ve only been able to rock a bikini once in my life. Once. Back in my high school days. And even then I was pretty shy about it. After a baby with how I look now? I’m not even close to ready for a bathing suit, much less a bikini.

But I would love to be able to show off my stretch marks in a cool way someday when I get closer to my goal weight. Maybe I’ll get some ink to make them even more beautiful. When I can afford a good piece, of course. Girl’s gotta eat. (in moderation, now.)

I’m thankful to be where I am at now. Also, I’m blessed with a husband that not only thinks I’m still beautiful, he makes sure to tell me on a regular basis, even if I don’t always agree with him.

Currently, I’m at 200 pounds, and my goal is to get to 150 by the end of this year. Not a new year’s resolution, since those fail a lot. This is a goal for myself to be healthy for me and my family. Until then, I’m doing my best to celebrate even the smallest changes within me and embracing my body today with its curves and all.

I mean, my breasts are probably never going to look this great ever again. For real. Gotta celebrate that win while I can!


How about you guys? Have any wins or struggles you’d like to share? Feel free to comment below – just know I’m rooting for you!

4 thoughts on “My postpartum body, 9 months later.

  1. Jessi, lots of protein, eating leafy greens, exercise & water will make a difference without putting forth too much added effort. I’m sure baby gives you slot of energy these days.
    Good Luck, glad to hear life as a wife & mother are treating you well😊

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    1. Haha, thank you!! My diet lately hasn’t been the best, but I’m slowly getting back on track. Pizza and beer are two of my biggest weaknesses… But I shall prevail!

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