The other night I went out with my best friend. I was so excited & hardly had time to think about what I was going to wear. After all, it was my first girl’s night out and I was more excited about that so I really forgot to look in my closet to see what I had to wear.
My friend came over and we looked in my closet, trying to find something for me to wear. I have a lot of clothes… I mean, a lot. However I do not own any “fat” clothes.
And since I just had a baby, this really sucks. Big time.
All of my pants range from a size 2 to a size 6. All of my shirts are x-small or small. This is the extent of my closet.
Do you have any idea how frustrating it was to look through tons and tons of cute clothes, while knowing damn well that nothing will fit? Plus, we were going out that night and what was I going to wear? I surely didn’t want to sport any maternity wear that night.
I had so many shirts that still had the price tags on them. I bought them right before finding out I was pregnant, so I never had the chance to wear them. My friend ripped the tag right off of one and wore it. Oh, it was so cute!
I tried on shirts and they were too snug for my liking. I knew that I wouldn’t feel comfortable in them, but the real kicker was my favorite pair of jeans.
I held up said jeans and my friend said, “Those were the jeans that you loved? They look so small.” I said, “Just for fun I’m going to try them on.” (And by “fun”, I really meant “torture”.)
Without one word of a lie, the right pant leg fit only to my right knee. Oh and I guess I’ll be honest and tell you that they were very tight fitting from my right knee down to my ankle. Why was it that I was pregnant all over my body instead of just in my stomach?
In fear of ripping my favorite jeans, I quickly took those pants off and asked my friend if she wanted to try them on too. She was a lot smarter than me and quickly said that she didn’t. Smart, smart girl.
I found another pair of jeans, skinny ones that looked even smaller. Seriously they looked like they belonged to an 8th grader. I did not dare put those bad boys on.
So all of that has been excellent motivation for me to exercise. I have dealt with the postpartum depression. I understand Monkey’s schedule right now. I have mastered getting the dishes & laundry done daily. I have also conquered my nightly glass of wine that I look forward to daily.
Now I am ready to tackle losing all of this damn baby weight. It grosses me out to way this much, but to feel so flabby. Yesterday I went to buy a pair of running shoes & everyone (I mean, everyone) at the store was in shape. Like really toned, skinny, and just perfect. Ahhh, that used to be me. (Insert sad face here.)
Instead of getting all sorry for myself though, it provides great motivation for me. So today is just another day in which I will exercise. I am determined to lose this baby weight and be in shape… and hopefully (keeping my fingers crossed) fitting back into my beloved True Religion jeans.
PS – Is anyone interested in an online exercise group on the next post where we can just be held accountable for exercising each day. It helps me to be accountable & perhaps we can learn a thing or two from one another. It’ll be fun & I hope that it will motivate you to do a little exercise each day too!
You might also want to read:
- Postpartum weight loss update… if you want to even call it an update
- My grandmother’s shock about maternity clothes
- Exercise is my prescription for having a good day
- Secrets on how to lose weight and belly after pregnancy: Tarzan interviews Jane about weight loss after your baby
- What kind of maternity jeans do/did you prefer when pregnant? Low-rise, full panel, semi-panel, etc
An online exercise group would be great- where do I sign up?!
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