I hit the wedding weight!!!!!
and since Nelson was a "honeymoon surprise", ;)
that means the pre-baby weight.
YAYYYYYY (x 10 million)
That. only. took. SIIIXXXX. months!
Now, don't be too jealous or excited ...
1. I didn't diet for my wedding ... I didn't want Tarzan to have unrealistic expectations of what the future would hold. :) I like to keep it real. AKA I like fast food & candy bars & wine more than I care about my bikini bod. You gotta live a little, right? Plus, Bikini season is only a few months ...
2. The number is technically the same - but boy is it hanging out in different places. It's definitely distributed a lot differently these days. but hey - I'll take what I can get.
3. I've got 6 more pounds until my goal weight ... and for the life of me, I just can't figure out why they aren't coming off?
Maybe it's because I eat ice cream & cookies everyday (literally - this is no exaggeration - sometimes multiple - don't judge!) and the only exercise I get comes from sanding old furniture (hard work!), carrying Nelson's car seat (he's chunky!) and mopping the floors (we have a dog, it gets dirty!).
Yeah, maybe that's my problem.
Oh well. I'll start dieting on Monday.
It's always "on Monday". :)
Then Monday comes.
and nothing changes.
But for real - this week will be the week.