Mashallah I commend their dedication and commitment and hang my head in shame on my lack of either. The problem is, I truly fully expect the weight to just disappear on its own accord. No, I’m not insane, but for some reason, even though I am not doing much in the way of dieting, I still get upset that I am still about 10 kg over my ideal weight.
I had my third child 10 months ago and I have a bad habit of gaining 22-23kg every time I get pregnant. I honestly cannot keep my mouth shut! and every time I say I am not gonna do it again, and every time I do.
Is it unrealistic for me to set my ideal weight for the weight I was pre kids? Because I haven’t seen that weight since I got married (got pregnant on my honeymoon).
Now I know it’s not realistic to set that goal and do nothing to achieve it, I’m fully aware of that. But at least I have gotten over my “opposite of body dimorphic disorder” where I would look in the mirror, 18kg over weight, and think “I look really good!”. Then, after loosing 5 or 6 kg I look back at pictures and go “OH MY GOD! I was so fat! but now (still 12 kg over weight) I look good :-)” and so on and so forth.
I remember, after giving birth to my second child, I was traveling with my husband and mother in law and I tried on a pair of jeans I had packed (they were a bit too long and I couldn’t remember exactly when or where I got them which is odd since I don’t own many jeans) but they got past my thighs and I could close the button… just. I remember feeling really triumphant and thinking that the weight magically melted away (as I still think it will) and when I walked out of the bathroom my husband looked at me and said “those are my jeans”
Kill me now!