I guess it went to my head. I was always asked how I’d managed to stay in shape right after having Bunny Boo.
I’d eat hearty meals and they’d disappear into thin air.
I loved being able to walk around comfortably without worrying about pieces of me wobbling around!
But then it happened.
Bunny Boo weaned away from nursing.
From then on it began.
The subtle signs…
- The little creases, pockets and folds I’d find on my body, that had never been there before, have begun to grow in tiny but sure proportions! ((Ack!))
- A friend’s mother asked me the other day if I was pregnant. When I said I wasn’t, she turned her attention to my husband and inquired persistently if I was. She wouldn’t take no for an answer!
- I STILL can’t find swimwear modest and comfortable enough to cover what needs to be covered…and our trip to Aquatica, SeaWorld is a day away!! ((Sob!))
Then I was hit with the whopper sign.
A few days ago, I decided to wear a pretty floral dress. Bunny Boo walked into the room, stopped short in his tracks and just whispered.
I gloated and basked in the compliment effused by my 2 year old.
But before I could get comfortable in 7th heaven, he looked straight into my eyes and sang with all gusto-
In his lingo, he sang “Ele-FANT! Ele-FANT!! Big Attitees! (That’s what he’d call an elephant several months ago. He still loves to bring it back into sentences.) Ele-FANT! Ele-FANT!”
From the mouth of babes?
When did you know it was “time”? Do you have any “weighty” candid moments to share to make me feel better?