New baby is 5 months old and my muffin top is officially starting to bug me. Such has been the pattern with my other boys too, as well as other moms I've talked to. Must be the fact that you finally get to sleep through the night sometimes at this age that makes you wake up and see your physical flaws.
Prior to having children, I was actually quite physically active. I swam competitively in high school and frequently trained 3-4 hours A DAY. In college and afterward, I naturally cut back on that but kept to a nice steady workout pattern of 4-5 times a week. I'm always a little lucky in that most of my baby weight falls right off, but I'm left with some disproportionate version of myself that has bigger breasts (a welcome thing), but a longer torso and a doughy tummy. For the first 4-5 months post-partum, I can't even see straight enough to notice my plump, droopy figure. Then, all of the sudden it hits me like a ton of bricks that I need to get back to the gym. Unfortunately, 4 or 5 months is also still a young enough age that I am reluctant to dump my precious darling in the germy gym child care center, so how's a girl to squeeze in a workout?
With Baby #1, I bought a jogging stroller, hit the road, and walked my way back into shape. Hubby had a less demanding job back then, so he watched baby in the evening while I supplemented with workouts at the local community center (which has no child care center).
With Baby #2, I got irritated at my figure 5 months post-partum, but frankly, wasn't in any condition to do anything about it until I was EIGHTEEN MONTHS post-partum. Baby Bunching really did a number on me. I bought a double jogger, but the kids couldn't stop arguing long enough for me to walk 5 consecutive minutes without stopping, so it was kinda hard to get a "real" workout. When I finally got back to the gym, it felt so good to be back in the saddle that I literally had tears in my eyes at that first workout. This time, I worked out at the crack of dawn at hubby's corporate gym (no child care - boohoo!) before hubby went to work at his job that was even less demanding than the one before it.
Now I have a YMCA membership, which should be awesome because not only can I work out there, my kids can swim and play there while I do it. Except that I am too tired to even load everyone up in the car to get them there, more less work out once I get there. And said child care center feels germy for a baby this young in cold and flu season. Big boys have outgrown the double jogger and there is NO WAY I am going on a walk for exercise purposes (or any purposes, really) with all three children by myself. Hubby has a way demanding job now and I am lucky if he shows up for dinner. On the off-chance that he does, I hate to dump the bedtime (or even morning time) routine on him for all three kids.
Yet I have got to do something. I'm thinking my only option is going to be home-based workouts, which other moms seem to like but I have always detested. I really depend on the external motivation of top-notch exercise equipment and other people suffering with me to push myself to my physical limits. But at this stage of the game, something is better than nothing, so off I go in search of a decent workout tape. I date myself by saying this, but anyone remember "Get in Shape, Girl?" from the 80's? The awesome theme song and those ribbon-thingies are stuck in my head - I wonder if you can still buy those? Plus I am singing the song to my baby right now while he does Jumperoo and he really likes it...dare I dream that we could work out together?
Any other suggestions? Or are there magical solutions for carving out more time or kid-friendly workouts that I haven't thought of? My waistline begs for your help.
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