So I won't post weights, but at the beginning of 2013 I weighed an unhealthy amount--all weight that I gained after being married. I use to be healthy and fit. I wanted that back. I was disgusted with how much weight I had gained. I wanted to get to a certain weight by June and field camp helped me lose that weight even though my mind wasn't focused on "ooh, look how much I lost." I lost 10 pounds at field camp (6 weeks) and I was feeling pretty much back in shape, just not at the weight I wanted.
I got pregnant with Angel #1 at the end of May 2013 and I was happy with my weight loss. After losing Angel #1 in July I honestly didn't care about my weight, but I did want to eventually lose more before conceiving again. At this time the Gunnell family had this huge hype about the Medifast diet, which really does work. Everyone was getting in shape. I felt like I was in limbo...I yearned to reach a healthy weight again, but miscarriages do awful things to your mind and sometimes to your body. I also just wanted to try again to bring a child into this world and after one miscarriage I didn't want to waste much time.
In September 2013, Daniel and I started the Medifast diet which is pretty pricey if you are a college student and if you are paying off medical bills. This diet helped me lose 10 more pounds in one week...yep one week. I then stopped the diet because I just knew I was pregnant again. So far, all three times I have conceived I have told Daniel that I was pregnant and I was right. :) By the third time Daniel even recognized the signs--including sleeping in till noon! The second loss hit me really hard. I was hearing updates of everyone's life--including getting pregnant and losing weight (both things I wanted).
I didn't diet at all before we got pregnant for the third time, I just didn't feel up to it since I was going to the doctor every week trying to figure out why I was still really sick after the second miscarriage. Daniel even told me not to diet since I could barely bend over or walk without being in extreme pain. I felt like crap that entire time. Luckily I was on the mend within 2 months of the second miscarriage...though they were the longest 2 months of my life (especially since we were not allowed to try again till I was better).
We got the green light almost too late in December to get pregnant, but we decided to give it a go. Honestly, I wanted to be pregnant, but I also wanted at least a month of feeling normal to exercise again. I remember praying that I was leaving conceiving into God's hands and if we got pregnant sooner or later I would accept our fate. Either way, I knew from personal revelation that when we conceived again things would be better this time. Now I am pregnant with Baby #3 (and hopefully not Angel #3). We got pregnant right away even though we almost missed our December window and I know this was completely God's will.
Since being pregnant again I have lost another 10 pounds...making it 30 pounds lost in one year; however, this last 10 pounds was not weight I was planning on losing. Basically it means I have lost up to one pound a week since becoming pregnant (currently 13 weeks). When I weighed myself this morning I saw that I had broken past a certain number and if I wasn't pregnant I would have celebrated! It has been too long since I have seen that number on the scale! But...all I felt was sadness. I only weigh myself once a week, but it has been hard watching those numbers dwindling.
My morning sickness has only begun to get worse. I use to only throw up a couple times a week (I know that doesn't sound awful at all), but I have ALL day nausea where I feel like I could throw up at any moment. Try eating when you feel like you will throw it back up! I thought stopping progesterone a week ago would take away this symptom, or alleviate it...but instead I have thrown up everyday and sometimes twice a day since being off of it. I seem to be only getting much worse. Since going off progesterone I have lost 2 pounds. I eat...I really do. I have a feeling I will only see the numbers on the scale drop steadily from here on out.
I may be in my second trimester, but I am not feeling this 'honeymoon' period people keep telling me about. Even as I typed this I have thrown up once and I feel another episode coming on quickly. I have only been up for an hour.
I am glad this baby is doing well. I am so excited to take this baby hiking with me, though I may have to start off on some light hiking to get myself back in shape after being bedridden for so long. All I can say is--grow baby grow!
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