I guess I should go buy some mom jeans. No I don’t want to. And no I’m not really going to, but something has happened since the bundle arrived. My ass has gotten flat. I always had a nice bum, round, perky even, without having to try too hard. Go ahead, hate me. But now, it’s flat. It looks like I should wear mom jeans. Go ahead, laugh. My new desk job isn’t helping either. Hopefully I can get it together because I feel like 6 months after the baby I should be able to wear my pre-pregnancy jeans. Am I crazy?
Also, boobs. I liked my breasts. Not big, not small, 36Bs.
[This part of my post inspired by Becky and her new bra.]
Then, I had the bundle and my boobs of course became ginormous milk containers. I had cleavage I couldn’t have imagined! Any shirt I wore or bought was v-neck, it was awesome. This is what it is like to fill out a top!
So now I haven’t been breastfeeding for about 5 weeks and they are not what they used to be. They are smaller. Smaller than what I started with! No Fair! Boob Fail!
On a related, yet different note, my hips are wider and I have upper arm flab. So there you go. Get thee to a gym! right?!?!? I just can’t go to a gym. I’m working during the day, (sitting in a chair, not helping the flat ass) I don’t have much time with the 5 month old bundle and the time I do have is not going to be spent at the gym. We do go for 2 mile walks every afternoon when I get home, but now the humidity is out and it is HOT, so no more of that. I’ll need to get my butt in gear and either a) do the 2 mile walk in the morning, but that means getting up 30 minutes earlier; (ugh) or 2) … I don’t know what #2 is. Do I break out the Jazzercize vids? God I’m unmotivated. But when I stare at my closet each morning and look at the 2 pairs of pants that fit right and the 5 tops I feel good in, I try to psych myself up to do something. I’m hoping when the bundle sleeps through the night more consistantly, I’ll be sleeping better (husband and I alternate nights for who gets up for him) and then I can get in a routine of doing some daily workout. You know Jillian the trainer from the biggest loser? She has a few classes that are ‘on demand’ and I did them a few times and they’re pretty good. Kicks my butt, but on my own time.
So, we’re thinking of trying for bambino numero 2 in the new year. Crazy?
Oh, and did you see Dooce’s 36 week white trash pic? I know, but it’s a riot.