I stepped on the scale Monday morning and there it was.
The dreaded gain. And nearly 8 pounds at that!
But you know? I'm OK with it. I would have been extremely shocked to see a loss since I didn't eat very well the last month. Because of my pregnancy, instead of morning sickness, I've had food aversion. It hasn't been fun. Nothing that sounds even remotely "good" for me sounds good enough to eat.
Chicken? Yuck. A burger? Not so much. Pasta? No way! It's the strangest thing.
Also, it was discovered Monday after having an MRI, that I have a pinched nerve in my lower back which is affecting my hip/back/leg. That has not been fun either!
So, what happens when you add crappy food to the mix of limited mobility and activity?
You get eight pounds of unwanted gain.
But, the baby is healthy and for now, that's what matters.
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