Yesterday I was super excited that a friend was coming to visit. Most of my friends have moved away (temporarily, I hope!) for college and can only come into town a couple of weeks out of the year. Buttercup is one of them.
Last night, as we were gabbing on about this and that, she said the most dreadful sentence I've ever heard:
"So, Amie, have you lost any of your baby weight?"
I will have you know, dear blogging world, that I have lost at least half of that weight. I am even wearing pre-pregnancy pants right now. Who cares if they are so tight they look painted on? They're on, damn it!
Regardless, this was a wake up call. Even though I have lost quite a bit of the weight, it is probably a good time to start looking into dropping the last twenty or so pounds. I feel like if I don't lose it by Jellybean's first birthday then I might never lose it. And people are going to stop looking at me like the chubby girl who just had a baby and start looking at me as the fat girl who had a baby and stayed fat.
So here are my goals:
a) Figure out how much I weigh.
b) Figure out how much I need to lose to get back to 145.
c) Do it.
d) Wait for Butterncup to get pregnant and await apology.