Kicking off "McFatty Mondays" on a Thursday

That's right, I'm sick & tired of being fat & tired! After looking through pictures from my last vacation pre-baby, I realized that while I'm not too far from my goal weight, my stomach is very far from being what it used to. So, time to face facts - I gripe constantly to B & other friends about my weight, yet I eat a scone every morning & I snack on chips in the office more often than not. I don't know why it wasn't a wakeup call for me when the other day, I found sugar in my hair and chip crumbs in my bra! Part of being a mom is that your meal follows you all day long. It took me looking at a picture of myself in a bikini, hip bones sticking out & all to realize I am not even close to where I want to be & I really do need to focus in order to get there.

For the past 2 months I've been wallowing in my own sorrow that I'm not one of those genetic freaks that have their bodies back 1 month after giving birth, and end up with a better body than ever just a few months after giving birth. Nope, not me. Not with my "Hos" genes! Not after gaining almost 40 pounds during pregnancy (thanks mostly to fake cheese & cake).

So sure, I've lost over 30 pounds in 3 months - yay me! But I also have no muscle whatsoever. My abs are shot, my butt jiggles like jello, and I have completely lost my mojo. Nobody warns you that it takes this long, or if they do, I certainly wasn't paying attention - I was too busy shoveling cheeze-its into my mouth (and you know, you don't hear very well over all that crunching)! I mean sure you hear the women who eat McDonalds every day & then say "this is what happens to your body after having a child" and you roll your eyes at them, cause you know full well they're using that as an excuse. But who knew it would be this hard even without the McDonalds!? It's a struggle to find the right balance. When you breastfeed, you're supposed to eat around 2,000 calories a day! But I'm pretty sure those calories aren't meant to be processed foods & sugar - which is probably why my stomach looks the way it does. BOO! Boo to you, dimple on my butt! Boo to you, the cottage cheese on my thighs (that I never had until after being pregnant). Boo to you, jiggle on my gutt! And a big fat boo to my genetics that have blessed me with curves, but are now cursing me because I have to come to terms with the fact that white carbs were only in my life temporarily & I must yet again say, "shanananana, shanananana, hey hey hey, gooooodbye!" :( A single tear is being shed at this very moment.

So commences Operation MILF. Not only is my goal to lose the 7 more pounds I have to get to my pre-baby weight, but also to tone up, exercise more, and just flat out get a body that I can be proud of back. I know it's possible, it has to be, cause otherwise most women wouldn't have more than 1 child. Or maybe that's why people have more kids...they realize their bodies will never be the same, so what's more damage? But I'm holding on to the hope that there are bikinis after baby, that it is possible to poke a mom's stomach & not lose your finger in gush (Yes, I have made up a word - get used to it, I do it all the time). And that Victoria's Secret is not only for women who have yet to fertilize an egg.

So here we go...every Monday I will be posting my progress, or regression - whatever the case may be. Inspired by my favorite baby/mommy blog - The Heir to Blair, I will be joining her weight loss conquest with my own - and hopefully us flabby mommies can learn to put the pizza down, pick the celery stick up, and slowly (but hopefully not too slowly) but surely get our pre-baby bodies back. YES WE CAN!

In closing, I will leave you with this...the photo I took 2 weeks before giving birth. We'll call this the "before" picture. Then, a photo from Mexico, the last vacation I went on, a couple months before getting knocked up - my "goal" picture. On McFatty Monday I"ll post the current situation, not to be confused with "The Situation" on The Jersey shore. Stay tuned...