So my story
I am a 36 year old mom of 2. I was relatively chubby little girl until puberty. Over summer holiday i just dropped all the weight and maintained 48 kg until my first pregnancy. I was super active ate well, lived a very healthy life. After baby number i drop the baby weight within weeks and for the next 5 years maintained 51kg. When I fell pregnant with my son things took a turn..... No i didn’t pick up excessive weight, but in my first trimester I lost 6 kg. You guessed it. Gestational Hyperthyroidism. Now I am sure any pregnant woman knows that even a healthy pregnancy is scary, so imagine the feeling of climbing on the scale at OBGYN and seeing a weight drop with every visit. Went to see a nutritionist and I was now consuming between 4000-5000 calories a day. Passing out at the strangest times constantly eating and hoping that all would be fine. I was not allowed any form of exercise. I spent the next few months being tormented and bullied by well larger women. How selfish i was for need feeding the baby growing inside me. How my behaviour was nothing other than unadulterated vanity. People who had no idea what my story was, was shaming me. My son was lying breech up until the end and I unfortunately I had to have c-section. Climbed on the scale and I had gained 4kgs. Was still 2kgs lighter than before I feel pregnant. My son was born on Thursday and on discharge the Sunday I only weighed 42kgs and couldn’t breastfeed.....More shaming. I was accused of having tummy tuck on the operating table amongst other things.
My doctors suggested I wait it out and let my body adjust to before pregnancy levels. So I did just that I waited and just ignored the abuse and hoped for the best. When my son turned 6 I collapsed and was rushed to hospital. My body is eating itself. Finally the doctor gave me some medication, and within months I had put on the weight and was finally allowed to train again. But fear made sure I didn’t change my eating habits. So I just ballooned,(wrong dose given by doctor) so once again I was being bullied and destroyed by the same people who thought I was too skinny. I had the training cased so now it was time to change my eating habits. 2 months in back in hospital, no I hadn’t lost weight (phew) anaphylactic shock. The only thing I am allergic to is Asprin and I hadn’t taken any. Or so I thought. I saturated my system with a natural source of asprin found guess where....Vegetables.
It’s been months of no training eating whatever I want and my starting weight of 68 kilos is the heaviest I’ve ever been including my 2 pregnancies. Going on Duromine is a decision I’ve made....whether for reason of vanity, whether it be shut the mouths of all the people who gave me grief or to just to be healthy is my choice and no one else’s business. I have chosen to do something and not wait for the day I am classified as obese.
I am a 36 year old mom of 2. I was relatively chubby little girl until puberty. Over summer holiday i just dropped all the weight and maintained 48 kg until my first pregnancy. I was super active ate well, lived a very healthy life. After baby number i drop the baby weight within weeks and for the next 5 years maintained 51kg. When I fell pregnant with my son things took a turn..... No i didn’t pick up excessive weight, but in my first trimester I lost 6 kg. You guessed it. Gestational Hyperthyroidism. Now I am sure any pregnant woman knows that even a healthy pregnancy is scary, so imagine the feeling of climbing on the scale at OBGYN and seeing a weight drop with every visit. Went to see a nutritionist and I was now consuming between 4000-5000 calories a day. Passing out at the strangest times constantly eating and hoping that all would be fine. I was not allowed any form of exercise. I spent the next few months being tormented and bullied by well larger women. How selfish i was for need feeding the baby growing inside me. How my behaviour was nothing other than unadulterated vanity. People who had no idea what my story was, was shaming me. My son was lying breech up until the end and I unfortunately I had to have c-section. Climbed on the scale and I had gained 4kgs. Was still 2kgs lighter than before I feel pregnant. My son was born on Thursday and on discharge the Sunday I only weighed 42kgs and couldn’t breastfeed.....More shaming. I was accused of having tummy tuck on the operating table amongst other things.
My doctors suggested I wait it out and let my body adjust to before pregnancy levels. So I did just that I waited and just ignored the abuse and hoped for the best. When my son turned 6 I collapsed and was rushed to hospital. My body is eating itself. Finally the doctor gave me some medication, and within months I had put on the weight and was finally allowed to train again. But fear made sure I didn’t change my eating habits. So I just ballooned,(wrong dose given by doctor) so once again I was being bullied and destroyed by the same people who thought I was too skinny. I had the training cased so now it was time to change my eating habits. 2 months in back in hospital, no I hadn’t lost weight (phew) anaphylactic shock. The only thing I am allergic to is Asprin and I hadn’t taken any. Or so I thought. I saturated my system with a natural source of asprin found guess where....Vegetables.
It’s been months of no training eating whatever I want and my starting weight of 68 kilos is the heaviest I’ve ever been including my 2 pregnancies. Going on Duromine is a decision I’ve made....whether for reason of vanity, whether it be shut the mouths of all the people who gave me grief or to just to be healthy is my choice and no one else’s business. I have chosen to do something and not wait for the day I am classified as obese.
