Ugh. That is what I thought and said when I put on my workout clothes today. I have come to the realization that I can no longer make my sports bras work. I need ones that actually fit.
I feel like crap when I see how big I have gotten...I lost all the weight and then some right after having EJ but unfortunately have put some back on. Crap.
I tried talking with a friend about this and have decided she must not be much of a friend because her reaction was "Whew, good, I am glad you have gained some weight back, makes me feel better." I get being happy you are in the same boat as someone else but seriously....being glad I am unhappy with my body and the weight gain? That is rude to say even if you think it.
I am just having a woe-is-me day...normally I am totally rational "I just had a baby, it took 9 months to put it on" mentality. I usually give myself the permission to take it easy about the weight...but today I just hate it and I feel gross and I feel unsexy and I feel like total crap.
Ok, vent done...
Back to your regularly scheduled bumping.
Re: pity party...pity party for one....
What a sh!tty thing to say!!!! Your friend sucks.
Hang in there....I am sure you are in much better shape than you give yourself credit for. The fact that you did lose weight and are working out is awesome!!
I have never seen it that way! I tend to beat myself up about my weight, this will be a great thing to tell myself as I work it off. I hope that making me feel a little better makes you feel a little better!
I am glad you now have a better way of looking at it!
Oh and while it takes 9 months to get huge, my doctor keeps reminding me that it takes a year for your body to recover (skin, muscles, uterus).
So we both need to give ourselves the permission to be objective about our bodies and remember that these bodies are what provided us the opportunity to have our fantastic little babies!!! Even though some days we might feel like crap.
Money Matters The other half's blog.
EJ is growing up too fast!
My Dr. told me this, too.
K - you are beautiful.
True story: when we *finally* became facebook friends I was chatting with Husband and I said "oh, this is that girl I was telling you about whose husband is a bicycle cop. I'm going to stalk her FB page and see what else I can find out!" And then I opened your photo albums and said "Wow, she's really pretty." And he agrees.
Feel beautiful. Because you are.