Isnt’ this view a hundred times better than my messy closet? 🙂
Hubby took this picture in our hotel room while we were in San Francisco! I honestly think this picture makes my belly look smaller than it truly is.
No really. Ask my husband.
I’ve already gained 15 lbs (probably 17 by this point…that weigh in was a week ago) and I feel like I am 10 months pregnant. Too bad I still have 3 more months to go. UGH!
I started eating low fat smoothies for breakfast instead of sausage biscuits. That should do the trick. Ahem.
I’m trying to eat healthier though…and less…you know…so I don’t end up being a million pounds when this is all said and done.
I have always obsessed about weight. In college, I was OBNOXIOUS about it. After P and Bents I didn’t worry too much about it because it seemed like I was maintaining my weight without any hard work.
Chasing kids can be the best calorie kicker in the world.
But, now that I have turned the big THREE ZERO, I am worried it’s going to be harder to drop the pounds.
See. Here I go again obsessing about it.
I guess this baby just may be my biggest yet. Which I would be okay with. The more he weighs…the more pounds I push right on out.
I tease. I tease. I would still like my hoo-hoo to survive the delivery. I don’t need him to be that big.
I think I finally have my links updated with everyone who sent me a message or left me a comment. If your still not on there, let me know.
Happy Thursday! Cheers to me eating a salad for lunch. Blah!