Debbi probably writes the happiest blog ever–I remember the first time I read one of her posts I immediately posted it on facebook because it literally just made me happy. I don’t even remember which post it was, but since then any time I want to smile, I head over to Debbi’s place. So I hope you enjoy her feature today & become her bloggy friend!
Hi everyone, I’m Debbi! I’m the weirdo behind This Lovely Life. I’m so excited to be here today because I think Kate is awesome!! Who wouldn’t want to be a featurette of hers?
Kate, has asked me to answer a few questions before I bestow some really awesome advice to you.
Let’s get started..
1. A little advice about blogging? The best advice I have and what I practice, is to blog for yourself. Write what entertains you. Don’t try to please others. People can tell if you aren’t being real. If I don’t want to read my posts 500 times than I’m not going to hit that publish button.
2. My favorite blog? Besides Mommy Monologues? Funky Mama Bird. I never miss a thing she writes! Beth is great. You should go visit her!
3. Ok, my favorite piece I’ve written? This is hard for me. Remember question #1? So, I asked my biggest fan, my Padre, for his opinion. He picked The tale of the 1500.00 baby food.
Now, on to that really awesome advice I mentioned above. Trust me, you’ll thank me later.
How not to lose weight while breastfeeding.
Last week, I had lunch with a great friend who was up for a visit from San Deigo. We got to talking about pregnancy (like how enormous big my belly got), giving birth (2nd degree whaaaat?) and breastfeeding. She asked me, “Doesn’t breastfeeding help you lose weight?” “Yes, it does,” I said. “Except in my case.” Huh? But Debbi, you say. Why are you different than, every other reproductive female on the planet?
You see, I love chocolate. I love it’s sweet cocoa-y flavor. It’s smooth texture. It’s deliciousness that fills my tummy with happiness. But as soon as I got pregnant, I hated it. The beloved fudge my Aunt and Uncle make every Christmas tasted like metal and those luscious brownies my boss would bring into work tasted like cardboard. It was a very sad 37 1/2 weeks.
The second though, that I successfully pushed that 7 pound 7 ounce angel out, I loved it again. I craved it. Not just any chocolate though. I wanted eclairs and huge pieces of chocolate cake with chocolate filling and chocolate frosting with chocolate shavings on top (no joke). And I wanted them bad. So for one whole month, every.single.night, my loving husband (who was he to argue?) would head to the store and pick up my delectable treat. And every night I would polish off every last crumb and lick the plate enjoy my little treat.
Then I would stand in front of the mirror and look at the semi-truck sized flat tire around my waistline. Wondering why my lactation consultant and every piece of breastfeeding material and bfing mama had lied. How mean of them to get my hopes up like that! Finally after a month, I stopped giving Safeway my husband’s paycheck indulging and finally noticed a little difference. Hey! I thought, breastfeeding does help you lose weight, as long as you stop eating like a pregnant holstein cow. Go figure!
Now, I wonder when I will come to the realization that if I want my love handles to go away, I actually have to do some exercise? Or are they lying about that too?
Thank you Debbi! And leave her some comment love!