I always said that I was going to make my resolutions for the 1st July this year, six months late. Because I like to be different. No, the main reason is that I knew there was no point making solid resolutions, important ones that I intend to keep, when I was a third of the way into what I guessed (correctly) was going to be a difficult pregnancy, whilst also being in my first year of my degree course (which is going okay I think, thanks for asking).
1st July works for a few reasons. One, it is exactly 6 months late, half way through the year, which I think works out nicely. Two, Baby Bear Number Two should be here by then - he is due on the 19th June, so, presuming everything is ok in the pregnancy but I go overdue, they won’t let me go further than 42 weeks. I will be 42 weeks on the 3rd July, and to be honest I can’t see them leaving me that long, due to Alex having been so big and breech, me being overweight and having had pre-eclampsia last time, and my sodding SPD making a god-awful return this time round. SO. By the 1st July, he should be here, and whilst I doubt I’ll be able to make a start on my more energetic resolutions, I can definitely work towards the ones that don’t involve exercise.
So, here we go - Emma’s New-Half-Year-Slash-Post-Pregnancy-Resolutions.
1. Stop complaining about everything.
Complaining is fine. I have a twitter and a Facebook account, and I’m pretty sure they were both invented for complaining. However, during this pregnancy I have been aware of the volume of my complaints. I’m not saying they’re without reason - I’ve been very ill, suffered dreadfully with pregnancy and had a couple of pretty horrendous fallings out (one that was sorted and one that hasn’t been) - but I know I need to try and look more positively at life in general. This is going to be a big one for me, as my whole life has always been lived in a very pessimistic way, so it’s going to take a lot of effort and probably a few harsh words from those who love me, or want me to shut the hell up.
2. Do my very very best with breastfeeding
I struggled big time with Alex. I managed to express for about a month, and then gave up. I won’t go into the reasons on here but they were mainly physical, not necessarily emotional (although I did get very emotional when I struggled for ages and ages to express and barely got more than an oz of milk). I know now that I could have been given a lot more support by midwives/health visitors and I could have also done more myself to try and continue BFing for longer than I did. I’m more prepared this time round, I’m going to do my utmost… but if I’m still not successful, I won’t beat myself up about it. I am beyond grateful that I was able to provide Alex with at least some BM, I just wish I could have managed for longer.
3. Maintain current success with degree
I’ve struggled this semester with ongoing pregnancy illness and other such things, but my first semester was very successful, and I ended up with AAB for my three modules. I don’t know how well I’ve done overall this year yet, as we won’t get our results til June/July probably, but I have got an A in a multiple choice exam we did that was 30% of one module, and a B in an essay that was 50% of another module, so I’m not doing too badly. Considering I hadn’t had any formal education for 6 years before I started this degree, I was incredibly pleased with myself for managing to work around Alex and pregnancy and I really hope it lasts.
4. Lose. Weight.
This is the big’un. I am 5’7”. My target weight is 10.5 stone. When I was weighed at my 8wk check-up for this pregnancy, I was significantly - and I mean significantly - more than that. I am going to weigh myself 4 weeks after Pip is born, take that as my starting weight, and go from there. I will update on here what that weight is. I am expecting it to be very high, although I know I lost weight at the beginning of my pregnancy due to illnesses, so I don’t think I’ve actually put that much on, if anything at all. I lost all my pregnancy weight with Alex within two months, but again, I was overweight to begin with. I’m not going to go mad with dieting, except cutting out all fizzy drinks, living on water and fruit juice/squash. I don’t drink much tea anyway so I’m not bothered about the odd mug. The main thing is going to be exercise. Depending on how Pip is born, obviously that will be non-existent/gentle to begin with, nice sedate walks etc. Ali is putting together a “training plan” for me - he has maps of a lot of woodland round here, due to his work, and he’s already got ideas of where we can go/what we can do. I’m also *breathes deeply* going to join the gym, and once I’ve recovered from the birth, I’m going to start going once a week, and gradually build it up to three evenings a week by next year. These may sound like baby steps to you, but this is the way I feel I’ll be able to do it. If I rush in, then a.) it won’t be the best thing for me, having just given birth, and b.) I will be more likely to give up.
That’s all my resolutions for now. They will start as earnestly as possible in July. I have my 25th birthday coming up (I’ll probably still be pregnant) so want to enjoy that before worrying about promises I’ve made to myself. Let’s hope I’m successful.