I am on day three of the shred and I feel like I have defineitly sweat more today than I did on the other days. I don’t know if it is because I am getting more fit and pushing myself harder but whatever the reason, it feels good. I also feel more sore and I almost didnt want to do it but the effects on my mental health and feeling like I am tightening up, is worth the pain.
One thing that I haven’t done yet is take pictures. I don’t know if I will, but I know that as someone who needs photographic evidence in order to be motivated… I really should. I also want to and wish I had started , taking measurements. I have a few pairs of jeans that I want to get back into so if I forget to take them, I can certainly test progress by trying these on every 10 days.
I haven’t started the couch to 5k as I had wanted because the weather had been bad and I have been working shifts this week, but I might manage in the morning to so this at the gym.. I may also try the ab work out that JIllian does, for maximum effect. I will see how I feel.. With one child who is 10months and doesn’t sleep well and another who insists oin coming into bed with me… I think I’m doing pretty darn good so far.
I may not be able to do the shred on Monday as I am getting my eyes done (laser eye treatment), however I could technically do it in the morning before I go. Either way, I don’t know if I can do it the day after due to the surgery but missing out 1 day really shouldn’t cause too much of an issue.
Thats where I am just now.. oh! and I almost forgot to mention that I am 2lbs away from my pre pregnancy weight with baby number two. Once I achieve that, it will be time to work on getting back to the weight I was before baby number 1! I will achieve that before or by the summer because I have a determination that I have never had before!
Come again? What the utter f*ck!? Do I never learn??
Today’s rant is being brought to you today by Sky News. Why, I hear you ask? Well again, one of their new “breaking news” articles is about the Duchess going about her life by making a public appearance since the birth of her son, with the opening lines of “looking slim”. What the fuck has that got to do with her being out?
It’s yet another god damn pressure for people , mainly women, to slim down after their pregnancy. Quite hypocritical of them really especially as they reported on the story from OK! Magazine about her plan to slim down before she even had him!
Why couldn’t they have said “looking every bit like a proud parent…” But sadly no, it’s got to be about a persons weight before he is even so many months old! It takes 9 months to put on pregnancy weight, are we really expected to ping back into shape in a matter of weeks, no matter what the physical and mental implications might be? To that I say, piss off.
Leave the girl alone and let her be! Have they learned nothing?!
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So after filling you in on the mad dash to the hospital and the birth, I feel inclined to add more gory details. If you are squeamish look away now … And one final point, yes it was not great at the time but it was a quick delivery and we will get over it, a post I may or may not write.
After N was brought in to the world, His Daddy and I were told that I needed a few things done which was fine .. We had a lovely midwife who as I said before, was patient and very lovely really who kept reassuring me and telling me how well I did etc.
She talked me through all that was being done and it was possibly at this point when I started to go pale, and stopped talking. I felt absolutely shattered and felt as though I had no energy which to be honest after losing so much blood, it’s absolutely normal. I was so white that they were calling me Casper.
After explaining that I was in pain, I was given some pain relief and had a bite to Eat. I Started sending messages to friends and family and just enjoyed some time alone with baby N and his Daddy. It was nice to not feel rushed, it was so peaceful and relaxed despite what had happened previously.. So as the time was approaching 04:00, I told the husband to go and that I would see him in the morning.
It wasnt long after, that the pains were so intense that the first pain killers wore off quickly, so they gave me a stronger pain killer which worked magic. I now understand why some people get addicted to certain pain killers cause these things are great!
I then had a visit from Dr Man Hands… He said that he needed to check things due to still bleeding and being in pain… sweet Jesus! I never expected what happened next and in my still drug induced state, I was feeling it all! I can’t recall exactly what happened and in what order but my bladder wasn’t draining which required a catheter and the Dr doing something that I think will take 20 years to get over! Ha ha!
After this, I was taken to recovery , had something to eat and saw the return of DR Man Hands and a new midwife who was pretty funny, and insisted that I use the gas and air this time. Lordy Lordy it was amazing!!!!! Why had I not used it previously? I never knew that I could talk like a gremlin!
I told the doctor that I could see his shift was nearly over and would he like to by pass me as I told him that if he was going to put me in pain again, to be prepared for the consequences… My legs were working and I wasn’t afraid to use them.