I embarked on TYONP about the same time I entered into my third trimester with Leonidas. Conveniently, it was also summertime and if you've ever been what I like to refer to as "big pregnant" in the high heat, you can relate to my apprehension for anything that created a barrier between my body and a fresh breeze.
A second motivating factor, which would become the primary in a matter of months, was remembering how rotten it felt to be reminded of how far my body still had to go before it could be called "normal" again every time I tried to squeeze into a pair of pants. I sit here (in a dress) at just over 2 months post partum and am thankful for the foresight.
After three full-term pregnancies within 4.5 years, two of which resulted in births only 15 months apart, you can understand how my body is in need of a little TLC: Toning, Lifting, and Control-top. The weight is coming off steadily and the stretchiness of the skin remains. The early months after giving birth are a weird time for a woman's body. Nothing fits properly. Maternity clothes have an odd, draping effect without the baby bump underneath and regular clothes are not designed with new mama smooshiness in mind. As a matter of fact, many times when new moms tell me that they are uncomfortable with nursing in public, it has less to do with the potential exposure of their breasts and more to do with the uneasiness they feel about someone catching sight of their squishy bellies.
At this first update on my journey through a YONP, I am pleased to report how wearing dresses and skirts have covered these bases. I am not depressed when my pants refuse to go up any higher than my hips since I have not even bothered to try them on, and my belly is suitably covered as I simply pull aside the top of a dress to nurse. If your book is anything like mine, that is what is known as a win-win situation. Also, a gal can wear control-top pantyhose underneath her skirts and dresses and smooth over the extra curves. I am starting to wonder how I ever considered this to be a challenge!
I am hoping for just one solid snowstorm so I can test out my resolve against Old Man Winter.
My resolve is being seriously tested.
The day after I posted Update 1?
I wore pants.
All day long.
Out in public.
I wore yoga pants in public on another day too. We have been clearing out our house and took several bags of goods to StVdP to donate and I was wearing clothes suited for cleaning. I'm starting to feel unexcited and dare I say, bored with the challenge? I have plenty of skirts to mix things up and make it more interesting but alas, I still have weight to lose before those fit again and for the time being feel stuck.
And it happened yet again.
Even worse, that those pants were what I was wearing as I welcomed the new year!
What does one make of this? Lax in upholding my self-made rules, I wonder if I am becoming lazy in my challenge. What was the point in TYONP anyhow? Was it to see how well I could follow the rules without misstep? No, the heart of the matter was to find my fancy. The challenge and its rules gave me guidance. Is the challenge less worthy a venture now that I have "failed"? Of course not. (There is a spiritual lesson here, I am sure of it.)
I shall stay the course during the rest of TYONP. I have already surpassed the halfway mark. I am still learning. That one night in jeans was a simple reminder of my original purpose.
JoEllen was a teenage bride and now a mother to three boys: Logan (12/2007), Lincoln (6/2011-9/2011), and Leonidas (9/2012). She also works as a lactation consultant for WIC. You can follow her blog at www.noble-hearts.com
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