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Duolingo has Swedish lessons now, so I'm brushing up on my Swedish while breastfeeding.
It is extraordinarily humbling to discover how much I truly have lapsed, because I used to be quite proficient. And because Swedish is one of those languages that is fairly easy to retain (if I watch a movie in Swedish I can still understand much of it), I thought I had a better grasp of it.
Not sure why, since my last encounters with proficient speaking were 10 years ago. Delusion.
Also I started up exercise again yesterday. Because d was home I got in treadmill time. I had this passing thought that since my huge belly was gone that it might be possible to jog a little.
Hahahahano. Because 1. Even though the stitches have started to fall out that skin feels really tight and tuggy yet. 2. My pelvis feels like it's held together by shoddy rubber bands.
So I essentially started where I left off at 40 weeks pregnant: walking for 3 miles at a moderate (not too fast) clip.
Oh well. I'm not supposed to resume full activity for more than 3 weeks yet.
Frankly, I'm not worried. I thought I would care more, but I don't*. Plus the rumors are true for me: breastfeeding helps you shed weight like whoa. I'm at my pre-pregnancy weight. It's just that everything feels so loose (rubber band pelvis!).
*My mother in law, however, cares. That is the first thing she actually said to me last weekend: "Well, it looks like you're losing the baby weight nicely!" Thanks, because that is really what I'm worried about right now? No. I want to eat all the things, thanks.
It is extraordinarily humbling to discover how much I truly have lapsed, because I used to be quite proficient. And because Swedish is one of those languages that is fairly easy to retain (if I watch a movie in Swedish I can still understand much of it), I thought I had a better grasp of it.
Not sure why, since my last encounters with proficient speaking were 10 years ago. Delusion.
Also I started up exercise again yesterday. Because d was home I got in treadmill time. I had this passing thought that since my huge belly was gone that it might be possible to jog a little.
Hahahahano. Because 1. Even though the stitches have started to fall out that skin feels really tight and tuggy yet. 2. My pelvis feels like it's held together by shoddy rubber bands.
So I essentially started where I left off at 40 weeks pregnant: walking for 3 miles at a moderate (not too fast) clip.
Oh well. I'm not supposed to resume full activity for more than 3 weeks yet.
Frankly, I'm not worried. I thought I would care more, but I don't*. Plus the rumors are true for me: breastfeeding helps you shed weight like whoa. I'm at my pre-pregnancy weight. It's just that everything feels so loose (rubber band pelvis!).
*My mother in law, however, cares. That is the first thing she actually said to me last weekend: "Well, it looks like you're losing the baby weight nicely!" Thanks, because that is really what I'm worried about right now? No. I want to eat all the things, thanks.
