Is It All About The Weight?

Now those that know me know that I'm no skeletal looking gal, I have curves... just somewhere I haven't found yet. LOL. No seriously you can see the curves but it would be nice if maybe there was a little less meat around them. Currently I weigh 17 stone, that's a lot I know but dieting, exericising, loosing weight don't always come easy especially at times the exercising of the right criteria. Sure I get a bit of running round ragged in I have a very active five year old son who makes sure of that and then there is the shopping, housework etc but that sort of trimming up kind I don't get much of. I think my main downfall though is eating I can't help it I just love my bread and butter too much and I really find I suffer if I don't have at least two slices a day of it. I can be ok with the chocolate and I love fruit and salad it's just that bread and butter (and dairylea spread on it too).

I remember when I first met one of my Midwives when I was pregnant with Callum. She had all these forms to fill out about my personal life, my health, my families health, Daz health and so on. One of the questions was about my weight. At the time I weighed about 19 stone (yes I know very overweight and not healthy) and when I told the Midwife she didn't believe me! She actually made me go and get my bathroom scales (which were brand new) and weigh myself in front of her and then she turned round to me and told me that they were broken as I didn't look like I weighed that much. I had to actually go to my doctors and get weighed there (which give or take a pound or two was the same as mine at home) and even then she still didn't believe it! During the next nine months though (and not through morning sickness as thankfully I didn't get that) I somehow lost two stone. When I think back about it and how I managed that I realise that at the time work was stressful, I had a big case on that I'd spent the last couple of years helping out on going to Appeal Court. On top of that though my fear of lifts and getting stuck in them increased tenfold (not helped by the fact that more than once I did get stuck in lifts) and so to help this I walked up and down the flights of stairs at work, sometimes this would be up to four flights at once carrying heavy folders (and yes I was told off several times!). I also kind of went off eating food at the beginning of my pregnancy, more in the evenings though. I'd start my morning but having a fruit yogurt and a banana. Then I would get to work and have two slices of wholemeal bread with marmite on with a bowl of melon. Lunch would either be banana sandwiches (yummy, think I know what I'll have for lunch today), crips sandwiches (hey I was pregnant!) or McDonalds (chicken sandwich lettuce and cheese only). I had the occasional craving for Cadbury Creme Eggs but tried my hardest to limit them. Dinner wise I don't think and can't really remember eating much.

Anyway even though I managed to loose all that weight while being pregnant I was still overweight and told that those women who are overweight have more difficult pregnancies, births and beforehand find it harder to conceive. I suppose definitely two out of those three came true and I did have a few problems when pregnant.

So with this in mind I'm even more eager to loose weight. Yes I am always trying to loose weight and it's hit and miss how well I do but I'm more determined now. With this in mind today I started a new exercise regime which I'll try to keep track of here along with other notes.

OK so here goes todays exercise as is by 10am.

I jogged 25 laps of the downstairs of our house in ten minutes. I then did 20 situps, 10 press up, 50 leg lifts per leg and 10 leg lunches per leg. I'm sure to get him some weight lifting when I go shopping and if the rain holds off hopefully some gardening and a bit of football with Callum.

It All Begins...

For a while now Daz and I have been talking about whether to try for another baby or not. We had a lot to think about and I had a lot of fears from the experiences of when I was pregnant with Callum and his birth. I know what we experienced is nothing compared to the trauma and heartache that some people go through but each person has their own different fears and ways at looking at life. Personally I never wanted to put Daz through any of the trauma we went through with Callum's birth ever again. In some ways though that is easier said than done, for one you can't help how as a woman you feel constantly broody and then added to this how your five year old son (wow can't believe he is that old now) constantly asks for a baby brother (girls are silly, oh how time will hopefully change that opinion) and then the concerns of your only child being lonely in later years.

So with all this in mind and lots and lots and lots of talking between Daz and I we have decided to give it another shot and try for another baby. It's a scary thought but it's also very exciting.

The first step was for me to come off the pill which I did last week (Thursday 24th July 2008) and since then I have been trying to do a little research into trying to get pregnant. There is so much out there that I thought that maybe it would be a good idea for me to keep track of it all by starting a blog, that way I can keep track of my periods and also any useful information I may find.

So here's to baby making.