I am writing this post as a reminder to myself on how I’m feeling right now. No offence whatsoever to whoever out there. I know there’s a lot of “heavier” cases out there, or people struggling to gain weight, but this is about me and only me. So peace ya.
I started my pregnancy heavy. To me it is. I used to be 49kg (pre-marriage days), then I gained to 51kg (UK days). I started carrying IY at 51kg and end up at 64kg at 37 weeks of pregnancy. After confinement, I lost 10kg and thanks to breastfeeding I managed to keep my weight off at 52-53kg – which I was happy with.
That was then. *Sigh*.
After I stopped breastfeeding, my weight gradually moved up a notch. Bit by bit. Kg by kg. When we were planning to have the second baby, I have repeatedly told myself to shed the pounds so that I’ll start off the next pregnancy at a reasonable weight. I guess I wasn’t listening to myself. Darn!
So there I was at 4 weeks pregnant (when I tested positive) standing at 57kg. *Double sigh*. I knew then that all my so-called diet plan must stop.
Now at 16 weeks, I am 62.7kg and counting. At this rate I’m going, I bet I’ll balloon up to more than 70kg by the time I reach full term. Oh my! Never in my life have I gained so much. I can’t imagine how I’ll look like.
I know I need a plan to stay within the healthy weight gain during pregnancy. It is advisable to gain between 1.5-1.8kg per month (based on my reading What to Expect… book). So, I’m trying to stay within those limits. Bak kata Gee, there’s nothing I could do now. It’s my fault that I didn’t start off light. He was harsh, but he was right. That’s what I love about my husband, he doesn’t say things to make me feel better just by whispering sweet sweet nothing into my ears. Now that I’m pregnant, I can’t be selfish. It’s all now about the baby, and not just me.
My gynae has instructed me to take the GTT test after my 20th week. I get her point. One, because my dad has diabetes, so the possibility is there for me. Two, because of my 2kg++ weight per month so far. The funny part is, she never marah-marah about the weight gain (I heard nurse kat govt hosp marah ek? Err! Takut). But Dr S will go “Pheewiit mama, hebat weight gain ni” which I think is more pedas than kena marah kaw kaw.
Walaupun nampaknya saya kena redha, I’m still staying away from the sweet stuff and unnecessary junk foods. Just have to suck it up and swallow the cravings. When I say swallow, I mean really keep it to myself. Coz I know if I say a word to Gee, he’ll get it for me and make me eat it. Alasan dia – dah sebut, kena makan.
Takpe lah baby, esok2 mama lap je air liur meleleh tu ok? Mama beli bibs cantik2 nanti.