Friday, February 11, 2011

Note to Self

Before you plan a date night with your husband, make sure you fit into something besides yoga pants and a "I'm a pepper" t-shirt.

I am seriously bummed, eight weeks in and I can't fit into a thing. I plan to lose the rest of the baby weight, so I really have no desire to buy something new. But since it's winter, I need jeans and such. I have been wearing the same black preg pants since Baby Z arrived.

The sad thing is that I thought I was looking decent, but now I know how far I really need to go. And while I'm not one of those self-loathing women who hate themselves because they get fat, I am one of those women who likes to be thin. With my boobs, I have to be a small size to look small. Simple fact of life.

So off we go, Lance looking hip, me looking like I'm still pregnant.


  1. Well could be worse. 2 days before my college graduation I tried on my cap & gown only to find out I had gotten too fat to fit in the gown I had ordered.

    At least you had a baby. I just had a bunch of donuts and cheesecake.

  2. The cookie dough I had earlier didn't seem to help things.

    Three weeks till Old 97' goal.

  3. I just had my first, so not too much experience, but I still can't really fit into old clothes. They just don't fit right if they fit at all. 7 months and baby weight is gone, but I'm ready to be as "firm" as I used to be! Good luck and just smile for a date night. You know Lance thought you were beautiful!

  4. Lance was very complimentary to me, which I so appreciate. And I was happy to have some alone time with him. I wouldn't trade this life for anything, but it is nice to have an actual conversation w/o our attention being pulled elsewhere. It was really a romantic night.

    Firm...good word! I'm not sure how many crunches I am going to need to do to get there! But I'll keep trying!

  5. She honestly looked SUPER beautiful and hot. There were no compliments here.

  6. That is supposed to say "no complaints here". Uh oh.