I guess I sort of thought (hoped) that with all the walking we did in Italy and the several days I have spent eating like a bird, because I have been too stuffed up to even taste food that I would have lost those last few extra pesky pounds. I was wrong. Boo hoo!
This is definitely the hardest time of the year to be watching what I eat; with the holiday parties, my mother-in-law’s amazing cooking, libations o’plenty and all the other sinful goodies. But, I have a plan. I have asked Santa for a trainer! 😉 I have never had a trainer before and I am very excited and a little scared. And now that you are over six months old, I can actually take you with me to the gym and put you in the Kid’s Club for a couple of hours (with trained/certified/professional child care takers). Operation Get Fit starts next week!!
I fit in to one pair of my pre-pregnancy jeans, but there are many more where that came from, along with corduroys, slacks, skirts, dresses and bikinis I am bound and determined to wear them all again.
The best is yet to be.