Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
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I was always pretty happy with my body before the boys were born. I wasn’t like a supermodel or anything, but I didn’t have any complaints. After they were born, it took me a very long time to get back to what I consider my normal size. Actually, last summer was the closest I got to normal, and I was still a couple inches larger than I would have liked. I don’t obsess about it or anything, but it felt good to be near normal again.
In the past year, I’ve gotten a little chunky again. I figured it wasn’t a big deal since I was trying to get pregnant anyway. Anyone who knows me knows that my future plans are always changing, so it shouldn’t come as too much of a surprise that we’re back to not trying to get pregnant again. At least for a few years. We’ll see what happens then.
So here I am, a little heavier than I’d like to be, but without the excuse. I wouldn’t dwell on it so much if my clothes didn’t remind me about it every single day. Then there are my helpful children who keep showing me ads on television for diet pills. “You should get that, Mom, so you won’t be fat anymore.” Add to it that my hair is at that awkward growing out phase, and it’s easy to see why I’m feeling so completely frumpy lately. I love being a mom, but I really, really hate looking like one.
I am PG but not showing at all! For once I want to have a belly, I do see a beer gut coming out though. Just love your body
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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