If “Muffin Top” is a good thing, then I must have thousands of eggies to hand over…..Now, I had a bit of a muffin before this started, but it is OUT OF CONTROL NOW! I have been working hard for three years to get rid of the baby belly and now I am right back where I was a couple of years ago. Albeit, for a great reason. I have forced myself to stay away from the scale because I know it will be bad news. This comes off pretty quick, right?
My emotions are a different story. I feel like a train wreck. It feels a bit like post partum depression. I don’t care about anything. My house, my work, if my kids are clean or if I make everyone around me miserable. My eight year old asked me if I had taken my “grumpy medicine” today because of how I was treating everyone. I feel bad, but not bad enough to change my behavior. The only person I want to talk to is my husband or my mom or J about how crappy I feel. I have virtually ignored all of my friends and even my sister because of the apathy. I can put up the front at work and by the time I make it home I have nothing left to give anyone else. Thankfully, I have the most amazing man in the world supporting me and loving me. He keeps telling me this is temporary and will be over soon. He has only bruised me a bit, so I don’t have anything to complain about there.
Enough complaining. We are excited to go on this adventure! Disneyland, Huntington Beach and maybe Rodeo Drive in our future! I am excited about my mom coming out and staying with us and just hanging out with us. Wish us luck! We are hoping for the best possible scenario!!! By the way, I would do this all again in a heart beat for my best friend in the whole world. You are amazing!
How can you not love this girl! ;) j