here comes the weight gain...

Don't get scared. I haven't completely given myself to the "eating for two" mindset. We all know that's not they way it should work. This little person growing really only needs about 300 extra calories per day. They are way to small to need their very own gallon of delicious Tillamook PB Chocolate ice cream!

My mom asked me the other day if I had already gained weight. My answer (sadly) was "yes." She was disappointed at first - but let me explain. When I was in diet mode, I was only really consuming 1250-1400 calories per day. That's not much. Once the pregnancy was confirmed, I was told that not only did I need to add the 300 calories, but that I needed to bring my basic diet to a non-dieting level. So, I upped my calories to 1500 and then added 300. Now I eat between 1700 and 1800 calories a day. That's not bad...but when you come from the mental place I was - that's pretty tough to swallow. Couple that with the fact that I have been too exhausted to get to the gym on a regular basis...yes, I have already gained some weight.

The first week that I knew about this small person, I was devastated by the very idea of having to get bigger. I know... it's not fat, it's baby, but just the very concept (and my hormones) took over and I spent A LOT of hours crying that first week.

Things have settled down a little. I still cry quite a bit, but it's not usually triggered by my crappy self image of my body. That's a relief! I know that the workouts will become more regular, especially the closer I get to the second trimester. I am so thankful for all of the people who are willing to hold me accountable. Chad, Kara, Deana, Angela - thank you so much for guarding my accomplishments. I appreciate it so much!

Now. How 'bout some ice cream....