Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Whoever said that big is beautiful is a liar... I don't mean to discriminate the fat and obese but seriously how can looking like humpty dumpty look beautiful? Big houses, big diamonds, big bank accounts, big (beep! beep!) are always attractive, sure, but not when it comes to bodies. That means one thing, I really need to get my ass to exercise soon! Now that am hiring a nanny, I have no excuse not to go to the gym. Our facilities include a decent treadmill and bicycle so might as well make use of it. Letting go is good but not when it means letting go of oneself.

My wake-up-call was when I attended a friend's birthday party last night. The girls were looking hot, especially my friend the birthday celebrant (nope, I'm not going lesbian). She was older but boy, it's hard to tell that she's got a daughter. Her body looks like that of an eighteen year old. Must be her genes? Nope! She told me she had a personal trainer to help her get back into shape after giving birth. So, I guess I need to hit hard at the gym if I want to have a body like hers. Sigh!

The party last night made me reminiscent of the good ol' single days when dancing on the couch seemed like fun and guys howling when doing it made it even better. I guess I have grown out of that lifestyle, especially now that I have a family. It's entertaining watching others do it but there's no way you can make me put on a show anymore, just doesn't feel appropriate...Sure but that doesn't mean I have to start looking like a cow and not have the moves. (Hmm... maybe I should take up pole dancing)

A lot of women have issues with their post-pregnancy weight and body shape, me included. The curves just disappear, the hips expand and most of all the breasts just sag. A friend of mine was complaining about how her nipples became distorted after breastfeeding baby. She was considering going to a plastic surgeon to have them "fixed."

Oh the sacrifices of a Mom...there's just too many of them! But, I am not complaining! I guess there are only two ways of going about it... accepting the change or doing something about it. I choose the latter! Someone told me that it would be more difficult to shed pounds after a year of giving birth. Oh no! That means my deadline's over... gotta start now! Tick tock tick tock...