Strapping on the ‘ol feed bag.

by statia on February 17, 2009

Nothing makes your day like your OB giving you the “talk” about your weight gain.

I’m not completely unfamiliar with this talk, but this time, it was much harder for me to hear and much harder for me to deal with.   For one, I haven’t normally gained more than two or three pounds in a month since finding out about Fetus 2.0.   And while I haven’t denied myself, I don’t really indulge myself either.  I eat far better this time around than I did last time.

With the Mini, I really didn’t think I’d be having another.  One, I wasn’t sure I wanted one, and two, well duh, infertility (hahahaha).   So I pretty much gave myself the green light.   Ice cream?  Of course!  Take out? You betcha!

When I found out I was pregnant with 2.0, I was 20-25 pounds heavier than I would have liked.  I had a particularly rough time with plantar faciitus after the Mini was born, which limited the amount of exercise I could tolerate.  I don’t really like being sedintary.  I hate exercise, but I do like being active.   Either way, that last bit of weight never really came off.

I only gained 7lbs in a month, which is more than they’d like, but overall, I’m right where I should be and at nearly 27 weeks, she said it would take a lot for me to gain as much as I did with the Mini.   I think my NP was prepared to give me a lecture, but when she saw how hard I was on myself, she went pretty easy on me and told me not to worry so much, given my overall weight gain.   I’d still rather not end up looking like Jabba the Hut (or Pizza the Hut, and also, I realize that I’m using a Star Wars reference, which my husband will be completely proud of and probably never let it go).


Tracy February 18, 2009 at 6:17 am

Meh. Enjoy it. Having gestational diabetes this time, I’m not getting to enjoy much of ANYTHING, and dude, that sucks. Eat some ice cream and french fries for me, plz.

Meredith February 18, 2009 at 6:33 am

Rules for weight gain during pregnancy drive me crazy. It should be about eating healthy, not about exactly how much weight you’re gaining. (I say, as a gainer of 50 pounds. :-) )

shanna February 18, 2009 at 8:39 am

I’m more proud of the Spaceballs reference, personally.

Christine February 18, 2009 at 10:57 am

When I had my first, the OB was from some Eastern European country (for the life of me I can’t remember which one) and you know what he said to me? “That’s what’s wrong with American Women, you’re cute when you get pregnant and then you get fat.” Oh. He was fat, by the way. Which I pointed out to him. Needless to say, we didn’t go to him with the second one.

Empress February 23, 2009 at 6:34 pm

Pizza the Hut. Heh.

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