Strangely, our littlest bebe, Cooper, has grown, and he is now nine months old.
Cliche I know – but where has the time gone?!
9 months in vs 9 months out, seemed like a great opportunity to reflect on the journey and changes.
9 months in.
I was a nervous wreck during the first few months of my pregnancy having suffered a miscarriage prior to conceiving Cooper. I immediately stopped training at the gym as soon as I found out I was pregnant again, and didn’t venture back until around 15 weeks pregnant. Even then, my training had to change (due to nerves AND ability).
My body (and mind) responds well to strength training (dear I say it a female lifting heavy weights!) but, no longer could I train this way. My Personal Trainer Rose Watson guided me, we modified training, and continued to train up until 36 weeks pregnant. Lots of safe core work, wide squats, posterior chain work. Anyone who has had a baby will understand what I mean by the ‘bearing down pressure’ became too much – it was time to stop and rest. Which, by the way, is hard to do when you have a toddler also!
You can read more on my pregnancy here (just scroll down a little)
Pregnancy is such a beautiful thing for some people, hideous for others. Personally, I loved how my body felt and looked while pregnant…my cute little basketball bump and booty gains 😛
However, it wasn’t all easy sailing. Perhaps due to my body composition, training, diet, or perhaps due to the way I was carrying Cooper, the midwife was often worried about his size. We had growth scans throughout the pregnancy to check how he was doing, and, every time we left the sonographer’s room with reports of a perfect healthy sized baby.
My due date came around, so, we went out for dinner. I ate a huge bowl of risotto, some of Isabella’s pizza, and then two magnum ice creams when I got home (OMG!), my body must have known it needed the fuel. Five hours later, Cooper was born naturally, with no drugs. 6lb, 12oz. Read my birth story here.
This was COMPLETELY different to Isabella’s pregnancy and delivery. During her pregnancy I put on quite a bit of weight, and endured a 32 hour labour. Had an epidural at 26 hours, and, she was 8lb, 4oz. So, when Cooper popped out, they were surprised by his size (6lbs 12oz). A few hours later we headed home and began our life as a family of four.
9 months out
Cooper was a sweet little baby. After we got over the initial stages of establishing breastfeeding (hello four hour feeding sessions!), he settled well into morning and night. Two days post delivery we went out for our first walk, and at five days postpartum I started the Pregnancy Exercise Birth 2 Fit Mum programme.
The Birth 2 Fit Mum programme is AMAZING for recovery and information. Too often (it seems), women return to fitness having not repaired their abdominal separation or strengthened the pelvic floor. I simply followed the exercises; pelvic tilts, leg slides, hip raises etc.
9 weeks postpartum I returned to the gym with my Personal Trainer Rose Watson. WHAT A DISAPPOINTMENT. Confidence was low, body confidence even lower, and ability poor. It was really tough mentally to carry on when I had been the fittest, and, probably, in the best shape of my life pre-pregnancy.
Then, we bought a new house, sold our (old) house, had Isabella’s 3rd birthday party, went on holiday. You get told “you can eat whatever you want, you are breastfeeding”….HELLO WEIGHT GAIN. 8kg in fact! I should have known this would happen as the exact same thing happened after Isabella’s birth (but it was more like 12kg).
Diet was reined in, and set, goals revisited, and I was finally able to commit to two personal training sessions per week meanwhile exclusively breastfeeding Cooper. That’s a challenge on it’s own with my hungry boy!
Little Cooper was a quiet, cuddly wee boy. Plunket would have liked to have seen more weight gain, but he’s improving so that’s great. He got into solids at five months, and within a week was on four meals per day (hungry boy!). Cooper found his voice and confidence at about seven months old, and since then, he’s been a rocket…
He loves kumera (well, any food), standing up, crawling, his Mummy & Daddy, absolutely adores Isabella (you should see the way he smiles at her!), and his black Labrador brother Duke.
Physically, I’m slowly returning to what I was, though, I don’t think it’ll ever be the same. My body is different, plus, I’m a year older. Clean eating and being prepared with meals has been so incredibly important this time around, our busy family life has left little time for much else. Keeping on top of food and having clean treats available has been a priority for our family.
This is another reason why I hope to start my new business around clean treats soon – more on that later.
I’ll also be blogging about how I lost 10kg postpartum as soon as I get there (great motivation).
2017 holds lot of promise and excitement as we continue on as a family of four.
Here’s to 2017 (oh, and no more babies! :P)