Having a new baby is the best feeling in the world. Having an “I just had a new baby body” is not. After I had my first son, I started eating healthier because I was breastfeeding, but that didn’t last too long when I became discouraged that the weight just wasn’t coming off. That’s when the postpartum depression set in. I tried everything I could to lose the weight but nothing worked, and I continued to feel worse and worse. It wasn’t good for me OR my new baby. Thankfully, I found my coach and she introduced me to something amazing that finally worked for me. After one 8 week program, I lost all the baby weight plus some.

Fast forward to now. I am three weeks postpartum with another beautiful baby boy at home, and yet another post baby body (because I am NOT one of those women who only grows in their stomach area while pregnant; I grow EVERYWHERE). As I’ve shared on my page, Instagram and Facebook pages, Carissa V Fitness, and in my previous blog, Postpartum Weight Loss- Progress Not Perfection, I got back into my workout and healthy eating routine as soon as possible to ward off the depression this time around. And so far it’s working. However, I have to be honest with you on how diligent (or not) I’ve been with it.

Because I share with you my dedication to my health and fitness routine, I also want to share with you my struggles. I am just like you, and I don’t always get it done. On Monday, I started a brand new program, and it’s one like I’ve never done before, designed to get me amazing results in only 3 weeks. The diet is very strict and the workouts are intense. But I was up for the challenge (or so I thought).

So here’s the deal. Today is Saturday and I SHOULD have 6 days of workouts done. Instead, I only have 3. Also, my food choices have definitely not been as strict as they should. And it’s not even like it’s been hard to stick to, it’s just that I have chosen to spend time with my baby boy instead. The workouts are only 25 minutes long so it’s not that I couldn’t fit them in, it’s that I didn’t want to put down my baby. He’s only this tiny for so long. You know, the kind of tiny where his little head rests on my chest and his feet barely reach my waist. Where his cute little legs scrunch up to his stomach like they probably were when he was in my belly. I didn’t want to put him down to workout and I didn’t want to put him down to put a healthy meal together. And guess what? I’m okay with it. I still accomplished more than I thought I would 3 weeks after giving birth, and I still lost some weight. Next week is another chance to start again. And if I still don’t want to put down my baby, maybe I’ll just do some weighted squats using him. There’s always a compromise to be made, right?

If you need some help shedding the baby weight, feel free to reach out to me here. You don’t need to do it alone.