Finding my inner Victoria Beckham
Finding my inner Victoria (and failing) One of my offspring was born within weeks of Victoria Beckham also having a baby. Predictably, a few weeks later, there was a carefully staged photo op of her wearing skinny jeans; high heeled shoes; juggling her baby; designer handbag and oversized sunglasses, looking nothing short of spectacular. That was the day I gave up reading magazines altogether. Well that’s not entirely true. But it did make me think how hard she must have worked in those weeks after having her baby to end up looking like that. And I wasn’t prepared to give up my precious time with my newborn to do that. There are some women who are lucky enough to bounce back after giving birth and I would be lying to say I don’t envy you. But with me, it’s always been 9 months gaining weight followed by 9 months losing it. I am absolutely fine with that. The one thing I am passionate about is exercise after having a baby. Whenever I’ve had my “all clear” from my doctor I’ve made a point of loading up the offspring and going for walks. Short walks building up to longer walks, followed by jogging. The endorphins I get from exercising helped me cope with the sleep deprivation that go hand in hand with a new baby. It didn’t get me back into skinny jeans but it meant I felt better about myself. I always found myself quite housebound after having my babies and it was vital for me to get outdoors just for a few minutes each day. Even if it was just up to the end of the street and back it all helped. And on the days where there was a lot of screaming, the baby (not me) well, not usually me I could pop them in the pram and go for a walk. It usually settled them down and even if it didn’t, it meant we were both outside and sometimes that was a good place to be. These days there is plenty of practical and free advice on how new mums can exercise I read a brilliant quote the other day that said: “you’ll always regret not training, but you’ll never regret training” and it makes perfect sense to me. I always feel bad if I don’t get out on my “exercise days” but never feel bad if I do. Do you exercise? How do you manage it?