I started my pregnancy five pounds over my usual weight. Or maybe it was 10. Basically, the stress of 2020 resulted in a lot of bread baking and dessert making, and thus, a handful of carb pounds. C’est la vie.
I had intended for this pregnancy to be my healthiest. I was regularly exercising for the first time in my life and with exercise routine came more mindful eating. No alcohol, lots of greens, and well-portioned treats on occasion. My point is, although I stepped on the scale weekly, I was more focused on my healthy habits, how I felt and how my clothes fit.
Then I had a positive pregnancy test
And now, they’re not
I get to enjoy being pregnant without thinking in the back of my mind that if I was gaining slower or exercising more, things would be better.
Of course, if there was ever a concern about my weight, I told my midwife I would willingly hop on the scale for a check-in but for now, it’s no longer part of my appointment routine. I’m so grateful she both heard and accepted my request. This tiny change has enhanced my pregnancy and overall well-being so much. So much so that I plan to not track my weight postpartum either. As long as my baby and I are healthy and happy, those numbers just don’t matter.
