I feel like I was kind of hit with a train the day that I stepped on the scale nine months after we transitioned to a family of seven. Say what?!?!…TEN pounds! I was under the impression that adoption was suppose to be the way to expand your family and NOT put on the extra baby weight!?! Call it a lesson learned and a reality that “I” found in adopting, which is why I am sharing about it in today’s weekly “Reality of” post. I don’t feel the need to blog about my new goals in this area (and it doesn’t fit into my four topics). And no, I didn’t make any New Year’s resolution to lose 10 pounds by February. What I did do was try to evaluate why I think that this happened and create a change to my lifestyle that I think will help me out a lot.
My theories on why this happened...stress. We moved all seven of us (into a different house) one month after we transitioned from four to seven. I was trying my hardest to help everyone feel settled…our new kids, our bio kids, my husband, heck even myself (working into the wee hours of the night creating a place to relax.) We were doing all of the extras that come with a foster-to-adopt situation. The small cooking skills that I use to have went out the window in a mode for survival as I found the quickest and easiest things possible to feed our crew…meal plans, who has time for those? I was too busy driving back and forth to therapy appointments, school & doctor appointments, napping every other day just to make it through the week. Any mom in this stage of the game (with small children at home) knows that just trying to take a daily shower (ok, even an every other day shower) is a feat in itself! Let alone trying to figure out how to parent five kids (ages seven and under) when I had only been parenting for 3 years.
Who has time to prepare two separate meals…Mac & Cheese AND a yummy delicious salad? Sure, I would love it…if I had my own personal chef! And then there is the fact that I am always in the kitchen prepping a meal, serving a meal, cleaning up a meal x3! Oh and then those times when we get the kids in bed and then Sam and I crash on the couch to watch a movie together. His norm can be a giant bowl of ice cream and it doesn’t affect him at all. I have to remind myself that we are two very different sizes and MY bowl of ice cream should look drastically smaller than his. But I am after all relaxing and I have worked hard ALL DAY…worse time of the day ever to decide that I somehow “deserve” those extra scoops of ice cream!
I don’t think this post should focus on my personal goals as much as the amazing shock that I had when I first stepped on the scale. The truth is whether you become a parent by giving birth or adopting, it can still be a whirlwind on your body. I think the key is learning how to take care of yourself because after all, that is way better for your kids in the long run and for you!
And don’t fear the possibility of gaining weight if you adopt…I’m here to tell you that the same amazing thing that happened months after giving birth happens after adoption too. You jump back on the bandwagon and put yourself on a mission! A mission to get back the body back that was once yours and fight for a better tomorrow. After all, now you are fighting not just for yourself but for the wonderful treasure(s) that you now have because of it. Totally worth it!