Ok, let’s start with the important stuff: we booked our Florida vacay!
Mid-April, 6 nights, Ft. Myers beach. We somehow got an insanely cute 3 bedroom house with a private pool for less $$ than ANY of the hotels I looked at. I guess the secrets are: 1) booking a place 20 feet from the beach (literally) rather than directly ON the beach, 2) not going in February or March with the rest of the entire country.
In a few months, I’ll be on that exact lounge chair…
I hope 6 nights is a good amount of time. My biggest lesson learned from my last Florida trip with Mason was: kids need time to adjust. If you want 3 nice days of happy kids, double that to allow for cranky adjustment time, and you should be good. We’ll see how that theory holds up (especially with 2 now)…
The only loose ends now are related to kid logistics. Do we buy a super compact double stroller and bring it along (pro: using it in the airport, con: bringing a stroller on a plane) or rent one down there (there’s a company that rents out double BOBs—dreamy!), do we bring carseats (1 or 2?), do we check a Pack n’ Play or rent a crib there…
Fellow mom travelers, I’d love your advice!
In other news, I’m over 4 months postpartum now, and really starting to feel like my old self again! For one thing, I’m excited to be back to my post-baby weight (even a few LBs under, for some reason).
Even though I’m pretty sure I lost weight at about the same rate with my first pregnancy, it’s still blowing my mind how it ended up happening. Here’s a rough look at my body’s preferred postpartum schedule:
Month 1: Lose 15 pounds within the first week, 5 more in the second. Feel insanely skinny because, wow, the difference between 40+ weeks preggo and NOT preggo!
Month 2: LOSE NOTHING. Like maaaybe one pound. Eat healthy—feel like a giant blob.
Month 3: STILL LOSE NOTHING. Ok, technically 3 pounds, but only because of the no sugar challenge. Work out plenty—still feel pretty blobby. Nothing fits—buy new clothes.
Month 4: Lose 5 pounds PER WEEK by eating enormous holiday meals and unlimited sweets. Barely work out—feel awesome. New clothes are too big.
I’ve always known that women’s bodies are all over the place on the postpartum weight loss front. Some lose it all in two weeks, some turn a corner at six months, and some cling to the pounds until they stop breastfeeding.
What I didn’t always realize—or, maybe, didn’t want to accept—was that we have little control over what camp we fall into. Genes and hormones run the show in a BIG way. Our noble efforts to eat healthy and work out are nice, but all they can really do is support our bodies’ natural tendencies.
Now, my goal is to remember all this for next time (if there is a next time?!?!)…
Well, the kiddos’ naptimes are over—I guess that’s it for me! Hope you’re having a lovely Monday.