Did I fail to mention on Saturday that I dared to try on my pre-pregnancy jeans? I mean, come'on, it's 6 weeks post-partum. I didn't even consider such a disappointment even months after delivering Alex.
But I'm a new mommy now. And I did dare.
Maybe it was the bling on the back pockets that caught my eye. I took those jeans off the hanger, walked into the bathroom. One leg in. The second. Pull them up... now for the zipper. Easy. The button... a breeze. I succeeded! I'm in my pre-preggo jeans. And they fit better than a glove - looser, actually! Yippie!
The downside - and there is a downside - they aren't the size I need to be. I'd like to drop another 1-2 jean sizes. That would put me back in my pre-marriage jeans. That's a whole'nother ball game! But since I am a realist, I'll aim for a 1-size reduction for the summer. It's attainable. I just have to lay off the apple cobbler and twiced-baked potatoes (yum). Ok, maybe just a little bite. Oh, who am I kidding!
So I now wish you good luck with your personal goals. I'm sure with more dedication than I have, you'll be a success! LOL
Thank you for reading & have a happy day!
1 comment:
good for you! you are SO lucky! i've accepted the fact that i will NEVER fit into my pre-preggo jeans anymore... but then again, i was a size 1 or 24. i will never be that small again haha.
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