With my pregnancy with Ayub, I gained 15kg, lost 10 and kept 5.
With my pregnancy with Sulaiman, I gained 15kg on top of the extra 5, lost 10 and kept 5.
Total damage = 10kg
Conclusion: I am fat. Poop.
I’ve been fat my whole life. It’s something I’ve always struggled with. Once I entered uni, I dropped a lot of weight magically without doing anything special. Exciting new phase of life I guess. Anyhoo, it’s not something that has really concerned me since then. So very not a vain person, despite what some may think. But this morning I decided to wear my favorite pair of black slacks, which have always been so loose I need to wear a belt…
Stuck midway up my thighs.
I suddenly realized how fat I really am. Tree-trunk legs. Ass of a black girl. Ah fuck. Put on my maternity pants. For the first time, in a long time, I felt sad, embarrassed, angry, disgusted at my body. So I suppose I should try to get back to my pre-pregnancy weight.
I will try.
This was my breakfast this morning:
Last unhealthy junky food. Promise 😉
I will try harder after this.