Forget Atkins. Forget South Beach. Forget Weight Watchers and Jenny Craig and any other diet you’ve ever heard of. BREASTFEEDING is the best weight-loss program this planet has ever known. It’s as if Mother Nature was like,
Hey, moms. I know you just had to grow a baby human in your body and deal with nausea, heartburn, sleepless nights, compressed bladders, swollen feet, stretch marks, NOT TO MENTION LABOUR and the joys of life with a newborn. So here, take this miraculous gift – the gift of doing nothing but breastfeeding and watching as the pounds melt away with every late night feeding. You’re welcome.
Yes. Thank you, Mother Nature. My body looooved breastfeeding. I was the smallest I have ever been in my adult life while I was breastfeeding. And then about a year after giving birth, I stopped breastfeeding… and promptly gained 5 kg (10 lbs).
After several months of denial, I have come to the sad conclusion that I have no choice but to begin a life of regular exercise and healthy eating. Woe is me.
I begun last week and all in all, I am quite proud of myself for sticking with it. Mind you, my gym is located on an undergraduate college campus that is swarming with tall, skinny Dutch-American blondes in their prime. I think that alone should earn me some extra points, MOTHER NATURE (If you’re listening).
And that is that. Healthy living will be the story of my life until I have another baby and proceed to breastfeed the child until he/she is about 8. JUST KIDDING. I’ll probably have to stop when primary school starts…you know, differing schedules…