I’ve given birth four times and all four times I’ve gained a a lot of weight during the pregnancies preceding those births – usually around 50 lbs each time. And I’ve never really worried too much about it. I mean, I joke about how big I get, and by the end of the last trimester, I’m kind of sick of being the size of a small Latvian village, but I haven’t really worried about it. And each time, the weight has come off relatively easily, if not quickly; I’m usually back in my regular clothing by the time the baby is 2.5 or three years old.. I was a little worried that in my last pregnancy, when I was 39 years old, that it would be harder to lose the weight than it had been in my 20s, but strangely enough, it really wasn’t. I was so busy with the baby and the bigger kids and the full time job (when my other babies were babies, I was working from home) that it really wasn’t too difficult. Of course, my “normal” weight at age 40 is about 10 lbs more than my “normal” weight at 25, but that’s okay. At this new normal weight, I’m healthy. I feel good. I can shop for cute clothes that I like. My husband seems to like how I look. So it’s all good.
Baby # 4 was just past 2 years old when I got pregnant this time – in late 2009. And as far as weight goes, I had lost back down to pretty close to my new normal at that point. I had just started wearing my skinny jeans again. I was also thinking that since we had decided not to have any more children, this would be the year that I would really get into shape, with the goal of actually feeling good in a bikini at the beach during summer 2010 – something I haven’t worn in public since H was a toddler in 1995. I was going to find a way to start riding horses regularly again. Maybe give yoga a real go. 2010 was going to be the year of buff Kate.
Instead, however, 2010 turned out to be the year (okay, yet another year) of the knocked up Kate. The VERY, VERY large knocked up Kate. How large? Well, by my calculations, I am currently running approximately 28% ahead of my normal weight gain schedule at this point in my pregnancy. I am 26 weeks pregnant and I’ve already gained – wait for it….wait for it…thirty six pounds. I’m trying not to stress about it, but I’ll admit that I kind of am. I mean, I am okay with gaining fifty pounds but at this rate, I’m headed somewhere well north of 60. ..SIXTY POUNDS (have I mentioned that I am 5 foot 3 inches tall on a good day?). And this time it’s not all packing on to my belly and hips. I see it in my arms and my face – even my feet look substantially larger already. I am so big already that I am starting to outgrow the maternity dresses I bought only six weeks ago. One of them barely fits over my tummy at this point.
Speaking of my tummy, at my last appointment, the nurse figured out that I am currently measuring 3 weeks ahead of my dates – 29 weeks instead of 26 weeks. I know my dates are correct, and ultrasound has determined that we are indeed having only one baby and that she is floating around in the appropriate amount of amniotic fluid. Thus, I am assuming that this time, I’ll be having a big baby. Maybe. Or maybe I just need to lay off the obscene amounts of food that I can’t seem to stop myself from consuming lately. I have NEVER been this hungry in pregnancy …or at any other time in my life. Earlier this week, I had Jon bring me not one but TWO quarter pounders with cheese in one day…plus an oreo mcflurry. And the only thing that stopped me from sending him out for a third one was sheer embarrassment.
So our annual, big family beach trip is coming up in only 6 weeks or so. We’re going to our beloved Edisto Beach – back to the fabulous house we stayed in last time. I figure I’ll be up at least 50 pounds by that time. And you know what? I’ve made a decision. Even though this is the year of VERY LARGE KNOCKED UP KATE instead of super buff Kate, I’ve decided that I am still going to rock a bikini at the beach in 2010. I’m just gonna go for it. In fact, I plan to start shopping for my supersized, belly-baring bikini this week. But for the moment – right now – I’m going to go hit the nearest drive thru window and order up that third quarter pounder, the one I should have had the other day…
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