Who am I kidding? | The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans LLC


Shrinking? Hell no.

Growing and wearing elastic pants? Hell yes.

I’m just being honest, ya’ll.

The only reason I’m even writing this post is because Christy guilted me into it. Thanks hooka’. How are you shrinking, girl?

Anyhoo, the holidays have been all about excess, in all food forms. There is no discrimination going on here, oh no there isn’t.

The cookies call? I come running.

The cakes and pies call? I come running.

The venti frappucino with extra whipped cream call? Oh hell yes, I come running.

The discipline and self-control do not exist for me right now.

I’m not sure what to do about it. I mean, I know what to do about it- eat healthier, maybe even exercise. But I just can’t seem to actually DO IT. I need to lose the 20-30 extra pounds that are hanging around post-pregnancy because frankly, none of my pre-pregnancy clothes fit and I’m ready to pack away the maternity clothes. But I’m not ready.

In my email inbox this past week, was an invitation to return to Weight Watchers. I am thinking about it, but I’m also making excuses as to why I shouldn’t do it now. What if I join, but don’t fully commit? What if I start eating the way I should be eating, and my milk supply decreases, thus affecting how well breastfeeding is going for me? WHAT IF I AM HUNGRY? I’m full of excuses, ya’ll.

I’m also fraught with contradictions, aren’t I? How confusing, huh? For me, too.

I feel like a complete fraud posting on this site right now.

I’m just being honest, ya’ll.

I do know, that one day, yes one day, I will be ready. I just don’t know when that day will be.

Am I the only post-pregnancy mother to feel this way?

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