Weight Gain

I had a good day yesterday. I think the weather has lots to do with this.

As you all know, food runs my life, and the fact that I was able to cook a whole meal really meant a lot to me psychologically. I'm trying to pull myself together and get on with things.

During my 10-week pregnancy (my body still thought I was pregnant after all), I piled on the pounds. They reckon you should put on 3-5lbs during your first trimester. The pregnancy, not doing much exercise because of my sprained ankle, and then comfort eating after my miscarriage - being down south definitely didn't help - has meant that I've gained 7lbs in total. Half a stone. That's not a lot to most people but is huge when you're small. I haven't weighed this much in years. Back to healthy eating and to the gym as soon as the doctor gives me the green light.

I found this quote on a random forum, which encapsulates my thoughts:

"At least when I put the weight on I was chunky but pregnant. Now I'm just chunky and sad."

Less sad now, I hope.