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My own fight to lose the final five
So now I get it–this is how it feels to be THIS close to pre-baby body. It seems like my body had more snap-backness after the first baby…this go-round I feel the pain of so many of my clients. I fit into my old clothes, but my shape is just not yet my own.
If it’s true that breastfeeding is making me hold on to that last bit of saggy skin, I’m willing to put up with it for the next year. But I’m not thoroughly convinced that’s all it is. So… even though I live by the words “everything in moderation,” I’m going to do an experiment: I’m cutting out wine for two weeks. It’s the one vice I have that I believe may in fact be a culprit in this battle, so I want to see if there’s a noticeable difference.
If there is, well, hmmm. Will I really give wine up to have a flatter tummy? No, I know I won’t. As I advise people myself, it’s not worth it to give up something that makes you happy just to have something else that makes you happy–just do it all in moderation! But it could make me drink one glass instead of two. Mike and I aren’t HUGE drinkers, but we do love to drink wine while we cook and eat dinner, and we pour small amounts at a time instead of full glasses, so we lose track. I wonder if the calories add up enough that I’ll see my body react to this seemingly minor and yet excruciating deprivation.
