My first baby is coming up to 8 months old.
At the start of my pregnancy I was 12stone 7lb and had a BMI of 29.1 so was top end of overweight.
I gained 1stone during pregnancy taking me to 13stone 7lb BMI 31.4.
My baby was born just before lockdown and being a new mum mixed in with a global pandemic really affected my mental health.
I found myself comfort eating, a lot, and over the last 8 months I’ve gained 3 stone and a half stone.
My weight is now 17stone and my BMI is 39.6 😞
I’ve had some therapy to help my anxiety, which it did, but with Covid cases on the increase, my anxiety isn’t great and I’m struggling so much with self confidence and comfort eating.
In just over a year (From getting pregnant) I’ve gone from a comfortable size 12-14 to now and 18-20.
I have a wardrobe full of gorgeous clothes that don’t fit.
I feel sluggish, exhausted and just awful.
I don’t have any motivation to lose the weight as I’m barely leaving the house.
I have a lovely group of friends I met on an antenatal course at the beginning of the year, they’re all out doing things with their babies, Baby groups, days out etc.
A few of them have invited me out for walks and coffees but I’ve gained so much weight since they last saw me i’m embarrassed to go.
I was going to sign up to take my baby to a class but I’m petrified of Covid and the effects it will have on me being so obese.
I sit constantly and look at pictures of myself from last year wishing so much I looked like that again.
I hate having photos taken with my baby because I look so huge.
You would think this would spur me on to lose weight, but it doesn’t. It just makes me want to eat more food. 😔
I order really healthy food on our shopping, I make healthy meals as my daughter is now eating solid food and I want to set a good example to her.
But the issue is I then send my husband to the shop to buy “shit” and he will buy a lot.
Crisps, chocolate etc.
We do this a couple of times a week.
We’ve also cooked a healthy tea for our daughter and then ordered ourselves a takeaway, last week we had pizza and chips twice. 😞
I don’t even enjoy it, I really don’t know why I do it. Every time I do I then cry to my husband about how much I hate the way I look.
I just don’t know what to do or how to get out of this cycle I’m in.
I really don’t enjoy exercise (running or the gym) but I do take my daughter for a walk most days and on weekends my husband will come with us.
I’m so frustrated as my husband eats pretty much the same as me but he never seems to gain any weight.
I really want to go out and have some sort of life but my fear of Covid and being obese is really putting a downer on things.
Will I ever get back to 12.7 stone? 😔