Baby time

From May 2010 through November of 2010, I scaled way back on the work-outs.  I was able to go to the gym and do something (what that something was varied) until I was 34 weeks along.  At the 34 week mark, I was too unsteady to get on the treadmill, and felt uncomfortable lifting weights.  So, I hung up my gym kit, and waited to meet my girl.

August 2010.
Around 24 weeks, I started to look less "fat" and more "pregnant"

Over the course of my pregnancy, I gained 44 pounds. Obviously, I was losing until week 10, because I didn't know.  From Week 10 until Week 24, I gained about 1 pound/week, for 17 pounds in 14 weeks.  At week 24, my doctor took me off of the Metformin, and I exploded.  I packed on the additional 27 pounds in the remaining 14 weeks, making no change besides coming off the Met.  At 30 weeks, my doc sent me to a nutritionist.  I kept the food log, the exercise log, and she seemed shocked that I was gaining so fast.

Around the same time, my baby went from measuring 3 weeks behind to measuring 4 weeks ahead.  That drew a round of testing for GD, Downs, you name it.  I had to go in for weekly NSTs.  I had to go to a High Risk Specialist for High Def Ultra-Sounds.   Terrifying.  And obnoxious. I could see it written all over that Doc's face, "here comes another fatty."  He couldn't have known that I was working to change me, but it hurt all the same.

October 2010

Looking back, I feel like my weight gain came as a direct result of coming off the Met.  I probably wouldn't have been worried half to death if I knew just how important Metformin is to maintaining my weight.  But, I didn't, so I worried.  And worried.  And worried some more.

But, my kiddo was born happy and healthy, and big.  And I left the hospital weighing 211.  When I checked in to deliver, I was 239.  Not bad for 2 days. :)

I took it easy for the required 6 weeks (even though I really wanted to get back in the gym after about 3 weeks!).  At the end of my doctor-enforced time-out, I discovered my beloved Stroller Strides.