David and I went to as movie yesterday. Afterwards, I was in the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. I was SHOCKED by what I saw. First of all, My belly is HUGE! It protrudes extensively and almost completely negates my D cup chest. But this I knew. The shock was my face. I looked old, and sick. Almost emaciated.
THAT scared me. Because I realized I have been starving myself. NOT on purpose. I have been eating. I don't watch calories, and I know that extra fat, cholesterol, etc. are actually good for the Baby and myself right now. But I often wait too long to eat. Or, I am so worn out, that it is just too much effort. I keep a store of food on a shelf in the living room for the Girls, so that either I or they can get something easily FOR THEM. But their needs and mine are very different right now nutritionally speaking.
Now, I have been taking my vitamins. Not every day like I should, but pretty regularly. As I said, I have not been cutting back or dieting on purpose.
But the fear was there that if I was starving, this Baby might be too. NOT a realization I want to have when it's pretty much too late to do anything about it. The damage, if there were to be any, is already done.
LUCKILY, I have gained weight pretty steadily. And David brought up a good point: If the Baby was starving, he would have been born already. Not content to stay in. My Dr also told me the other day that he prolly weighs about 7 1/2 to 8 lbs already. So.....
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