Hell hath no fury like a pregnant woman who has just been denied chocolate.
Have you seen a one lately? They're everywhere, and if you're smart you'll steer clear because their emotional state is usually somewhere between slightly annoyed and ready for battle. I've been pregnant, and I have to admit it I was pretty bad at acting happy about it. Don't get me wrong - the end result is definitely worth it and I hope to do it again. But as an ultra-competitve wellness overachiever, having restrictions placed on the who/what/when/where/why of my body had me spewing fire in about two seconds.
Plus, I gained 75 lbs. Yes, s-e-v-e-n-t-y f-i-v-e. Much to my dismay, my baby was not 75 pounds. It was seven.
It didn't help that I didn't exercise for most of it, and during the time I spent not exercising I was eating mayonaisse, sour cream, ice cream, and anything that used to moo. I'm still monitoring my son for mayo fetishes because seriously, I ate a lot of it. I have the stretch marks to prove it.
Well, now I have bambinos on the brain again. And, that weight gain. I do not want to do that again. I'm hoping that I will be able to maintain a running regime throughout any impending pregnancy (I am not pregnant now so just put down the phone, mom) and also steer clear of the dairy section of the grocery store.
So I was interested to read this article about a study that is analyzing the results of obese women (between 50 and 100 lbs overweight) intentionally diet during their pregnancy with the intent of gaining far less than the conventionally recommended 11-20 pounds (25-35 lbs for women who are not obese). The theory is that these women already have the energy storage required to supply their babies with needed nutrients, so additional weight gain is not necessary. Now, naturally there is some weight gain that is unavoidable, but you know what they mean. They mean my 75 lbs.
The program is still accepting participants, so if you're interested, check it out.