Postpartum: Perception vs. Reality
|January 29, 2014||Posted by Lauren under Pregnancy|
Perception: I can’t wait to get back into my pre-pregnancy clothes and look cute in small shirts again! I’m packing up my maternity clothes the second I get home from the hospital.
So….not only do I weigh more now than I did before pregnancy, but my body is a completely different shape (who would’ve thought, right?). I packed up the maternity clothes after a week or so just out of principle, but I’m not exactly rocking my old stuff either. Shirts no longer fit the same way they used to and I only have 2 pairs of jeans that I can actually button. My post-pregnancy wardrobe looks pretty much the same as my last days of pregnancy wardrobe: running/yoga pants and loose-fitting tops. I am scared for my return to work.
Even when I manage to get myself into a nice top, I’m still rocking yoga pants on the bottom
Related: I can’t wait to bundle up in all my cozy sweaters!
Reality: Sweaters and multiple layers aren’t exactly the most practical clothing items when a baby needs to eat every two hours. Sure, I’d love to snuggle up in a warm cozy sweater, but I’m more about practicality these days than anything else.
Perception: I’ll have lots of downtime relaxing on the couch with a baby on my chest and a good book in my hands.
Reality: I won’t pretend that I haven’t spent a large part of my maternity leave so far on our couch (it’s my favorite spot in the house), and I’ve definitely gotten my fair share of baby snuggles. But – a lot of that time on the couch is spent feeding her, entertaining her, or trying to coax her to sleep. I suppose I could be better about making myself sit down to read when she is napping, but it always seems like there’s so much else to do.
Perception: Since I’ll be home all day, I’ll have lots of time to blog/exercise/pick up a new hobby.
Reality: True, newborns sleep a lot but it isn’t always in long continuous chunks. During those first two weeks, I had to wake her up to eat and was convinced that I had the easiest baby in the entire world. Now she’s snapped out of that newborn haze and wants to be entertained. I’m not saying she’s a difficult baby by any means, but she is a baby. And she doesn’t care too much about my schedule or plans for the day.
Don’t even think you’re going to get away with putting me down for one second!
Plus, I don’t really have much to blog about anyway. I’m not training for anything (do you want to read about my super exciting walks on the treadmill?) and my life isn’t very interesting at the moment — well, unless you all are interested in learning about Amelia’s developmental milestones (guys – she stuck her tongue out at me the other day! Can you believe it? She’s pretty much a genius!).
Oh don’t mind the exposed gears…it’s the only way to get my super fancy treadmill to work without sounding like it’s going to fall apart
Perception: I ran most of the way through my pregnancy, so I’m sure I’ll bounce back super fast and start running before long. I’ll go crazy if I have to wait a full 6 weeks!!
Reality: Well, things don’t always go quite the way we had planned. I’m 5.5 weeks out and still haven’t run a single step (well, once I ran down the hall – does that count??). More surprisingly — I miss it less than I expected. Don’t get me wrong, there’s a huge part of me that wants to run again. I think about it all the time, and dream about running almost every single night (no lie – I’m either on a run or running to get somewhere in most of my dreams lately). But…there’s also this big part of me that has really enjoyed the downtime. It’s kind of nice to have an excuse not to run, train, or lose that baby weight. Once I start working out, that’s it — the vacation is over. I know I’ll want to get back into some sort of training and will be itching to see results. So for now, I’m soaking up my last few days of having a built in excuse to park my butt on the couch for hours every day.
Perception: I’m going to go running with Amelia the second I’m able to! I can’t wait for stroller runs with my little buddy!
Reality: I’m still excited about running with her (since, technically speaking, I haven’t gone for a run without her in almost a year now). We have the car seat adapter for our BOB stroller so I could take her for runs right away. However, this weather has been awful! It’s not like we don’t take our baby out in the cold — I figure she’s got to get used to it since we live in Vermont and all. But there’s a limit to what I feel comfortable doing. And it’s easier to take her outside when she’s in the K’tan, cuddled up against me than in the stroller. (Is there a baby wrap meant for running?? I kid, I kid).
Sort of hard to push the stroller through all this snow…
PLUS — I’m kinda sorta (okay, really) looking forward to the time alone. I love my baby. So very much. But I’m with her almost every second of every day. The few times I’ve left her with other people have been liberating. It’s amazing how appealing a trip to the grocery store alone is right now. And I think that when I do start running again, I’m going to really love that time I get to spend by myself. Even if it is for only 20 painful minutes.
Speaking of which — how exactly do you manage to run with a newborn when you’re the only one at home?? We have a crappy treadmill that doesn’t really work at higher speeds, but I’m sure I could push it if I really wanted to. But even then…she doesn’t take predictable or long naps yet and we don’t have a baby monitor (our house is small, she still sleeps in our room at night, etc etc). I suppose maybe it’s time to invest in one?
Running mamas who use a baby stroller — how cold is too cold to take your baby out on a run in the stroller? I’m talking for short periods of time. I can’t imagine I’ll be doing long runs anytime soon.