battling the bulge with a vegan diet and exercise


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Weight Loss, Mom Hair, and Baby Updates

Yikes, guys.  It’s been months since my last post.  So much to catch you up on.  Let’s go shorthand for this one.

Weight loss.  It happened.  I got to my pre-pregnancy baby weight.  weightlosstext

*pats self on back*  Yep, I was that successful mom who “found the time.”  I dieted and exercised while keeping up my milk supply.  I blended up protein shakes and did daily cardio-intensive workout videos and counted calories.  And somehow, even though it seemed impossible, I got back into my pre-preg jeans.

I know, I know.  I am amazing.  I win at everything.

Oh, and then I stopped exercising and started ordering Thai food from eat24 on a regular basis and have let my healthiness and muscle tone go to sh*t.  I don’t remember exactly when I stopped working out, but based on my Instagram posts I’d say about 6 weeks ago.  Hmm.  I promise to start back up again… soon.

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Insanity – Half Way There

I can’t believe I’ve stuck with Insanity now for over a month.  I’ve never been so dedicated to a fitness regimen in my life.  In fact, when we got the Insanity DVDs — which was three years ago when we bought our house — I think I got through about two days of it before quitting.

But you know what?  Instagram, of all things, has kept me accountable.

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Four Months Postpartum: Look at me now!

You guys, whoever said diet and exercise work was right.


I took the photo on the left just a day after we got home from the hospital with little baby Jordan.  Still wearing a maternity tank, and Jamie’s gym shorts, because those were the only shorts that fit me.

And here I am on the right, four months later and just two weeks into my new exercise regimen, feeling strong and proud and and happy with how I look!  Hard work really does pay off.

I was in complete agony for the first week or so of getting back on the exercise wagon, but now it’s becoming normal again, and that makes me feel normal again.  And I can’t tell you how good normal feels after feeling so abnormal post-baby.

My body wasn’t my own for nine months.  And then once it was again, my body was a stranger to me.  I’d never been so heavy, so mushy, so tired.  I’d never been so slow, in need of healing, out of shape.  Hungry and thirsty ALL THE TIME from the breastfeeding and sleepless nights.

I didn’t diet for the first two months postpartum because I was petrified that my milk supply would dry up.  Then I started counting calories in March.  Thankfully, my milk supply was fine.  But my weight barely budged.  Every other day, I’d have a craving and blow my calorie limit.  It was a very frustrating process.  Plus, my fitness level was crap.  The best exercise I was getting was a walk to the market every other day, which is less than a mile roundtrip.

And then one day, I woke up and decided, I think I’ll do Insanity.  The first week was hell.  I was under the weather, plus every workout I did postpartum made me feel like I was even sicker.  Not just sore in the good way you feel sore after the gym — but actually physically ill, like I was coming down with a fever.  But after a week of powering through that, my body and my health started to turn around.

And two weeks later… what a difference.

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INSANITY: Day 1 — Time to Drop the Baby Weight

In just a few more days, Jordan will be four months old!  Wow.  Of course, that means that I’ll be four months postpartum.

After a few months of healing and light dieting, I finally feel ready to kick my fitness goals into full gear.

So I’m starting up INSANITY.  Sixty days of intense workouts.  Here are my Day 1 Fit Test results — it kicked my ass:

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Hi there, new mom here.

I have so many ideas for blog posts, and I’m really excited to write them now that we’re tackling a little bit of sleep training around here and I will have time (and hands) in the evenings to write.  But for today, I have to just say, I LOVE being a mom.  As I sit here writing this post from the living room, one eye on the baby monitor watching my precious little guy sleep in his bassinet (this is new), one boob being pumped of its milk, and a little euphoric from sleepiness, I can’t remember a time when I’ve been a happier person.

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Baby and Mama Baddha Konasana.

That’s not to say it isn’t totally weird.  It’s definitely weird.

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Jordan’s Birthday / Our Labor Day

This is the last preggo selfie I took.  It’s from the morning that my water broke.

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Belly, y’all.  There’s a full on baby in there.

8 a.m. on January 5th.  I woke up with a “To Do” list that included “pack hospital bag.”  The night before, I’d just finished washing all of the newborn and 0-3 month clothes, the linens, and other things for our little baby to be.  And that Monday, three and a half weeks before my due date and less than a week into my disability leave, I figured it’d be the perfect day to start looking at the lists of things to bring to the hospital and planning accordingly.

Jamie woke up earlier and kissed me goodbye as he left for his first day of a week of band camp with one of his high schools.  I got up a half hour later to pee, and what I found was a little more than that.  My water had broken.  Or at least, I assumed that is what was happening, since I was leaking water every two minutes.  (I don’t know — I’ve never done this before, and we weren’t even at 37 weeks yet!)  I called Jamie and told him he might want to come back home, because I think… I think my water broke.  We both debated whether he should turn around to come home (…we are dumb, you guys.  I know it seems obvious that he should, but I still wasn’t convinced that my water had broken.  It was too early.)  After a minute or two of debate, we made the right choice and he turned around and headed back.  Then I called my doctor, who told me not to panic that we were only in week 36 (that her kids were born during her 36th week and everything was fine), and that it was okay to shower and pack and leisurely get to the hospital that morning, and she would check in with us that afternoon.

9 a.m.  So… I got into zen mode.  Excitedly, but also quite casually (somehow), I took a shower, reviewed the list of suggested items to pack, packed them, made sure the cats had food, called my parents, and Jamie and I headed in to the hospital.  I felt happy, ready, peaceful.  Still leaking water, but no contractions.

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Baby Love

This little baby is so loved.  This is just one of several full hampers of clothes, bedding, hats, socks, towels, washcloths, and the list goes on, all laundered tonight in anticipation of his arrival this month!  He’s gonna be stylin’.


Cameo by my 36 week preggo belly. Yes, that’s all I can see of my feet, and yes, those are Jamie’s sweatpants.  (Sweatpants are all that fits me right now — no, I couldn’t help myself.)


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