Totally normal to worry about your weight. It might be hard for doctors to find a middle ground with emotional pregnant women–lol. At my lost appointment, (I’m 24 weeks), I got a different doctor in the practice, and I felt he was incredibly rude to me about my weight. I’d gained 8 lbs in the last month–which I already knew, because I have a scale at home and weigh myself–which I know is a lot, but I also had terrible morning sickness until 17 weeks, so 18-22 weeks was like, “Yay, I can eat normalish foods again!” time for me.
I did also work out during that time and I feel like I was making healthy choices–I wasjust suddenly eating a lot more than I did up until 17 weeks and I gained really fast.
Anyway, the new doctor was extremely blunt and told me that 8 lbs in 1 months was awful, and if I gain 8 lbs every month for the next 4 months I’m going to have gained 50 lbs over all, and then I’m going to weigh 200 lbs…and then, he didn’t stop there–OH NO….he continued to say that then I would “probably never lose it” and I would be looking at a lifetime of obesity, heart disease and type two diabetes.
Neither type 2 diabetes nor heart disease run in my family, and neither of my parents are overweight, thankyouverymuch, so even IF i did gain 50 lbs in my pregnancy, I’d like to think I’d at least lose *some* of it.
Anyway, even though my brain was telling me he was being super sensationalist, to assume to because I gained 8 lbs in 1 months that I would continue gaining at that rate, my pregnancy hormones were turning my face red and making my eyes well up with tears. Which was embarassing, considering the emotion I was feeling was anger, not sadness.
Anyway, now I’m super paranoid about what I eat and what I weigh, and weight myself twice a day and started tracking everything I put in my mouth on myfitnesspal and I don’t feel like that’s particularly emotionall healthy either.
So..very long story short. I think it’s great to be aware of what you are eating/how much you are exercising/how much you are gaining….but don’t be obsessed with it. I’ve been making myself (and my husband) miserable since that appointment, because I’m really limiting what I eat now.
Haha. So. Tales from the Other Side.