Fit, Forty-Four and Pregnant.
I have been a size 12 most of my adult life. I can work like a fiend and drop to a 10, sometimes. I don't have a poor diet, but I do eat the occasional treat. When I knew I wanted to get pregnant in my mid forties, I decided it would be easier if I were healthy and fit, so I joined a meal program and started working out like crazy. My husband was out if state and I had the house all to myself, so I would crank up the tv and walk/run on the treadmill 6 days a week. I started out saying I will do just 10 minutes. If, at the end of those first ten, I was close to a mile, I would tell myself "I can get to a mile" at the mile mark I would convince myself to go for 15 minutes, then 2 miles, then 25 minutes, and so on. Some days I stopped at 20 or 25 minutes. Other days I would go 40 or 50 minutes. I also did Pilates and light weight training. At the end of 4 months I was wearing a size 6, all my stats at the Doctor were fantastic, and I felt amazing.
Then I got pregnant.
Right way I was advised to stop the exercise since I was high risk for various factors. My weight slowly began to creep up. I still felt pretty strong, and except for feeling a bit of nausea, I never really had morning sickness.
The weight kept going up. I was eating regular food, and not exercising. Plus, I was pregnant. Then the bed-rest was ordered. At 25 weeks, my doctor told me I was only to get up to used the bathroom or take a shower. No cooking, cleaning, working, or waling around of any sort.
Big, Bigger, Biggest.
By the end of my pregnancy, I had gained 85 pounds. I gained back the 35 I had lost, plus another 50. Plus, every bit of muscle tone was gone. I had stopped using pretty much all of my muscles and was a big ball of mush.
Now what?
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Why I started Taking Skinny Fiber
Why I started Taking Skinny Fiber and Became an Affiliate
I am an over 50 mom. If you have read my other blogs you will already know that I was blessed to become a mother shortly before my 45th birthday. Prior to that I was in fairly good shape, but after 3 months on bed rest, I found myself 85 pounds heavier.
After my daughter was born I had a hard recovery. My muscles had all turned to mush. I started trying to work out and would start to make progress, then I would injure myself due to total lack of tone, and would fall back and put all the weight back on. I was miserable. I developed plantar fasciitis and could barely walk. Once I got the right arch supports and began to walk again, I started to lose a little, but again would slide back. I was exhausted and would turn to food for energy, and usually the wrong food.
Then came the energy drinks. Bad idea.
Then I hit 50, and mother nature threw me another curve: Menopause. The hot flashes were unbearable. I was fat, old, sweaty... I knew I had to do something, but did not know what.
Then one day my daughter told me she wanted a younger Mommy who didn't wear glasses, and could run around and play. I could be the old mom in the play group, and I hate contacts (I tried because of her) But I was damn sure not going to be the combination of the the fat old frumpy mom. I did not want my daughter to be embarrassed of me.
I kept seeing these Skinny Fiber posts on Facebook. I was afraid to give it a try. I watched the posts for months, then finally purchased on bottle, just to see. I didn't even take if very seriously, but I lost a few pounds. I decided to give it a full on try, and have lost nearly 25 pounds to date, and dropped from a tight size 18 to a comfortable 14. I feel like a new woman. I am still a work in progress, and it has taken me 8 months to lose the weight, I have I done it without really changing anything else. I do the same activities I have always done, and still eat many of the wrong foods. Hey, I'm only human, and when my husband and daughter get a bowl of ice cream, I get one too.
Like I said, I am a work in progress. I have started to exercise and expect that the pounds will continue to come off.
I became a distributor for 2 reasons:
One, I just love to help others, that's why I am a teacher and a Mom.
Two, to earn some extra income. It is very inexpensive to join, and it pays for my monthly supply, so it was a no brainer for me. LOL
Heath to you!
Vicki
http://www.buyskinnyfibertoday.com/affiliate-area/?oid=4335
I am an over 50 mom. If you have read my other blogs you will already know that I was blessed to become a mother shortly before my 45th birthday. Prior to that I was in fairly good shape, but after 3 months on bed rest, I found myself 85 pounds heavier.
After my daughter was born I had a hard recovery. My muscles had all turned to mush. I started trying to work out and would start to make progress, then I would injure myself due to total lack of tone, and would fall back and put all the weight back on. I was miserable. I developed plantar fasciitis and could barely walk. Once I got the right arch supports and began to walk again, I started to lose a little, but again would slide back. I was exhausted and would turn to food for energy, and usually the wrong food.
Then came the energy drinks. Bad idea.
Then I hit 50, and mother nature threw me another curve: Menopause. The hot flashes were unbearable. I was fat, old, sweaty... I knew I had to do something, but did not know what.
Then one day my daughter told me she wanted a younger Mommy who didn't wear glasses, and could run around and play. I could be the old mom in the play group, and I hate contacts (I tried because of her) But I was damn sure not going to be the combination of the the fat old frumpy mom. I did not want my daughter to be embarrassed of me.
I kept seeing these Skinny Fiber posts on Facebook. I was afraid to give it a try. I watched the posts for months, then finally purchased on bottle, just to see. I didn't even take if very seriously, but I lost a few pounds. I decided to give it a full on try, and have lost nearly 25 pounds to date, and dropped from a tight size 18 to a comfortable 14. I feel like a new woman. I am still a work in progress, and it has taken me 8 months to lose the weight, I have I done it without really changing anything else. I do the same activities I have always done, and still eat many of the wrong foods. Hey, I'm only human, and when my husband and daughter get a bowl of ice cream, I get one too.
Like I said, I am a work in progress. I have started to exercise and expect that the pounds will continue to come off.
I became a distributor for 2 reasons:
One, I just love to help others, that's why I am a teacher and a Mom.
Two, to earn some extra income. It is very inexpensive to join, and it pays for my monthly supply, so it was a no brainer for me. LOL
Heath to you!
Vicki
http://www.buyskinnyfibertoday.com/affiliate-area/?oid=4335
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
About me:
When I turned 44 I announced I wanted to have a baby. I received minimal, if any, support.
My path to motherhood was rocky, so I can't really blame my friends and family for their guarded, skeptical, and very limited enthusiasm. Several people tried to talk me out of even trying to get pregnant. I was warned of all the dangers of becoming an older mom, included risks such as Down Syndrome, my risk of miscarriage, and the fact that I will be so much older than the other moms. Some members of my family practically pleaded with me not to head down that path. I would not be swayed. I knew in my heart that I had a daughter, and I was going to be her mother one way or another.
I suppose it is helpful to have some background as to why so many people were cautioning me. Many mothers travel a bumpy road, with joy and heartbreak along the way. I would not say my experiences were more painful than most, but it was a bit unusual. It is one of those stories where people end up saying to me "You should write a book". I have actually started the book, and even though I will share some of the story here, I still claim all rights to our story, an will write that book, in my spare time.
I have been pregnant 5 times. I have given birth 2 times. I have known the joy of holding and raising one child.
I have never willingly ended a pregnancy or terminated parental rights, but with my first child, I was forced to relinquish him for adoption, and I have lost 3 to miscarriage.
My first pregnancy was when I was in high school in the 1970s, and the adults in charge determined that I should not parent my own child. While they now regret that decision, at the time of my pregnancy I was sent to a "home for unwed mothers" where I was to relinquish the baby as soon as he was born, and I was never to see my boyfriend again. I was never allowed to hold our child, only look at him through the glass like a stranger in the nursery. I remember him looking at me a crying. He cried, I cried, and they took him away.
Over the next 20 plus years, I would conceive 2 other times, but lost both early in the pregnancy. I was devastated. I really wanted to be a mother, yet at every turn, motherhood eluded me.
I found our son shortly after he turned 21, and I located his father a few years later. We had never really gotten over our early loss and since we were both single at the time, we began a long distance relationship. Eventually we were married and he moved to the state were I lived at the time. 9 months to the day later, two and a half months before my 45th birthday, we welcomed our second child into the world. She and her full blood big brother are just under 30 years apart in age. I finally have her, the daughter I had always known was going to be mine. We did try one more time to have another baby. There is still a part of me that still feels as if our family is not complete, yet it was not to be. I try to never dwell on what I have lost, though I never forget. I instead try to focus on our many blessings, including the beautiful girl we get to call our own, and our son and grandchildren who we are lucky to have in our lives.
Becoming a mother so early in life resulted in missing out on my son's entire childhood.
Becoming a mother so much later in life resulted in an entirely new set issues, but along with those issues, a different perspective and appreciation for the opportunity to be a Mommy.
© Vicki L. Ayres-Benson and motherhoodlater.blogspot.com, 2013. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Vicki L. Ayres-Benson and motherhoodlater.blogspot.com. with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.
When I turned 44 I announced I wanted to have a baby. I received minimal, if any, support.
My path to motherhood was rocky, so I can't really blame my friends and family for their guarded, skeptical, and very limited enthusiasm. Several people tried to talk me out of even trying to get pregnant. I was warned of all the dangers of becoming an older mom, included risks such as Down Syndrome, my risk of miscarriage, and the fact that I will be so much older than the other moms. Some members of my family practically pleaded with me not to head down that path. I would not be swayed. I knew in my heart that I had a daughter, and I was going to be her mother one way or another.
I suppose it is helpful to have some background as to why so many people were cautioning me. Many mothers travel a bumpy road, with joy and heartbreak along the way. I would not say my experiences were more painful than most, but it was a bit unusual. It is one of those stories where people end up saying to me "You should write a book". I have actually started the book, and even though I will share some of the story here, I still claim all rights to our story, an will write that book, in my spare time.
I have been pregnant 5 times. I have given birth 2 times. I have known the joy of holding and raising one child.
I have never willingly ended a pregnancy or terminated parental rights, but with my first child, I was forced to relinquish him for adoption, and I have lost 3 to miscarriage.
My first pregnancy was when I was in high school in the 1970s, and the adults in charge determined that I should not parent my own child. While they now regret that decision, at the time of my pregnancy I was sent to a "home for unwed mothers" where I was to relinquish the baby as soon as he was born, and I was never to see my boyfriend again. I was never allowed to hold our child, only look at him through the glass like a stranger in the nursery. I remember him looking at me a crying. He cried, I cried, and they took him away.
Over the next 20 plus years, I would conceive 2 other times, but lost both early in the pregnancy. I was devastated. I really wanted to be a mother, yet at every turn, motherhood eluded me.
I found our son shortly after he turned 21, and I located his father a few years later. We had never really gotten over our early loss and since we were both single at the time, we began a long distance relationship. Eventually we were married and he moved to the state were I lived at the time. 9 months to the day later, two and a half months before my 45th birthday, we welcomed our second child into the world. She and her full blood big brother are just under 30 years apart in age. I finally have her, the daughter I had always known was going to be mine. We did try one more time to have another baby. There is still a part of me that still feels as if our family is not complete, yet it was not to be. I try to never dwell on what I have lost, though I never forget. I instead try to focus on our many blessings, including the beautiful girl we get to call our own, and our son and grandchildren who we are lucky to have in our lives.
Becoming a mother so early in life resulted in missing out on my son's entire childhood.
Becoming a mother so much later in life resulted in an entirely new set issues, but along with those issues, a different perspective and appreciation for the opportunity to be a Mommy.
© Vicki L. Ayres-Benson and motherhoodlater.blogspot.com, 2013. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Vicki L. Ayres-Benson and motherhoodlater.blogspot.com. with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.
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