Every morning I do something stupid. I get up, go to the bathroom, and then hop on the bathroom scale. This was a good idea back before the end of July when I was trying to lose the weight I'd gained since our wedding.
Not so much anymore. Now it's torture.
Deep down I know I need to gain weight. I know it's for the baby. And I know he needs it to grow.
But then there is that little voice in my head that's saying "Oh my god you are getting fat!". Especially when I am on the scale and am seeing a number that I have never seen in my entire life. I am now almost a full 10 lbs heavier than I have ever been. That's a hard number to swallow. This morning was particularly rough because I somehow gained 3 lbs in two days. How is that possible?? I know weight fluctuates day to day, but it was like a punch to my ever growing gut to see that.
It also doesn't help that last night I was trying to sit on the couch and work on my laptop to get some extra work (and OT) done and I could not get comfortable. My belly seemed to have expanded so much in just one day. After an hour or so I finally gave up, put away the computer, and lounged on my heating pad.
Today I am making sure that I drink enough water (I know I haven't been lately) and I will be in the gym after work. I'm not going to overdo it with my workout, but I feel so much better when I work up a little sweat. Plus it gets rid of some of the extra water weight. And I always have my little man kicking along in there to let me know he's ok. Thanks little guy - I love you!