I cleaned out my closet today and got the last of the maternity shirts off of my hangers. While hanging up the clothes that had been thrown on the top shelf over eight (!) months ago when we first moved in, I came across a pair of jeans that were a size... well, a size that I wore a couple of kids ago. I had forgotten that I even had them. On a whim, I tried them on. They buttoned, but barely. I decided to leave them on for the day. After all, where's the motivation in an elastic waistband?
I'm pretty sure that I ate more cookies and handfuls of m&m's out of depression that my pants didn't fit than I would have if I'd worn my sweats and didn't think about it.
Oh well. Straight from my lips to her thighs, right?
Seriously, you should see her thighs!
2 comments:
it is so great to see such a chubby baby!
Adorable picture. And, mmmm, cookies and M&Ms. I miss your house. :-)
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