I’m currently obsessing over my weight while munching on a chocolate cupcake. Life is not fair hahaha. I know I should be losing weight already (my officemates and I “agreed” on wearing bikinis on our next trip – well, reluctantly agreed), so I shouldn’t be eating carbs and sugar anyway.
During times like this, I wish it was 2012 – mid 2014 all over again.
During those fabulous years, I was still largely breastfeeding then-little Yuri. Of course, he was eating solids before he was 1, but he still nursed several times during the day. In fact, even in 2014, when Yuri was already 2++ years old, he was still nursing several times during the day. So even if I had a big appetite, I was still burning a lot of calories without me having to leave my seat. I barely gained weight even though I ate like a horse.
I was looking through my Instagram feed and found some depressing pictures:
Never mind my armpit on the last picture. I just gave birth for crying out loud. Gimme a break 😛
(There’s also another reason why I love 2012; I didn’t have my period until a month before Yuri turned 1! Bwahaha)
But those lovely, fabulous days are over. Ever since I stopped nursing Yuri a month before he turned 3, I started gaining weight. Like crazy. As in, I’m not even this fat 6 months ago. I steadily and quickly gained weight each day. I am now 10 pounds overweight and almost 20 pounds from my desired weight. All because I weaned.
(And because I’m still a sugar addict, but let’s focus on weaning for now.)