My story
Dh and I were married in April of 2000. I was about 145lbs when we met the previous July (after loosing about 30lbs on Atkins), and over the course of a year and a half had gained the weight back, and then some.
About a year after we were married, we wanted to have a baby, and I wanted to get healthy. I lost 30lbs again, doing Atkins...and at the end of summer we just decided one night not to use bc.
I found out I was pregnant in early August. We were thrilled. I'd never been pregnant before, and wasn't having many symptoms. I stopped Atkinsing completely. At 10 1/2 weeks, an u/s showed a 7w3d gestational sac and some placental tissue, but no baby. A week later, I had a D&C for a missed miscarriage/blighted ovum.
I was devastated, and felt so empty I wanted to get pregnant again right away. I was also deeply depressed, and started gaining the weight back yet again. I gained all the weight I'd lost back, and then some. *Sigh*
We tried for 1 1/2 years to conceive, with no luck. I don't think I'd really put it together yet that eating low carb really affected my hormones in a good way and helped my cycles become more regular and allowed me to ovulate...and the extra weight and all the sugar were likely why I was so irregular (as I had been since hs).
In December of 2002, I talked to a midwife who mentioned PCOS. I came home, got online, and started reading about symptoms and treatments. Then, I made an appointment with an OBGYN to enquire about Metformin/Glucophase.
Instead, he prescriped a low dose of Avandia. I was pregnant 1 1/2 cycles later, and thank goodness-it stuck! I had a wonderful pregnancy and only gained about 12 lbs, ending at about 196.
My son is now 2 1/2 years old, and we aren't planning anymore children. My pregnancy weight came off as soon as he was born, but even with breastfeeding I managed to...you guessed it...gain it back, and then some ending at 204lbs this time.
I realize now that this WOE needs to be permanent. I have an addiction to carbs, and I let it get out of control and before I know it I'm big and miserable. I want to be the best mommy I can be to my little boy. I want to be able to run and play and keep up with him. I want to have more energy. I want to be happy...not depressed/ashamed.
So, here I go again. And this time, I'm playing for keeps.
Jen
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