Guest Post: Svanhvit’s Story |

Guest Post: Svanhvit’s Story...

I ate. A lot. My beautiful boy was born and just 4 weeks later we all moved to be with my husband in a not optimal flat, to say the least, in a place we didn’t know and where I knew no one. It rained and was grimy gray for 6 weeks when we first got there. I felt severly isolated and out of place and hardly slept. I was sad. I ate. I ate for comfort, I ate to keep going. I ate cheep calories that would give instant energy and some comfort. I was deep down in post-partum depression and didn’t realize it. The strain played havoc with my health. I had several serious bouts of mamitis with high fever and picked up every cold and flu going around. I kept beating myself up for not only not losing but continuing to gain weight. When my baby was a year old, I went back to studying for the second part of my bar exam with not much help. Still expecting myself to keep a perfect househ...

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