"There comes a time in every man's life when he must wear stretchy pants..." - Nacho Libre
And I am so HAPPY that my time in stretchy pants has finally come to an end!!!!!!
Today I ventured out in fully buttoned and zipped ;) real pants!!! That means non maternity, not elastic, non sweat pant variety, REAL pants. Yes they were courduroy (which is a little more giving and forgiving in needed areas than say denim) but they are real pants, from my closet, that I bought when I was not pregnant. Life is sooo good!
To celebrate, Jon took me to Costa Vida today. MMMmmmmmm!
No the scale isnt budging. I am at my heaviest weight ever, but through very tender mercies my weight is at least redistributing itself on my body so that I can button my pants. And THAT is just a wonderful reason to smile.
Reasons not to smile:
Second degree burns on my across the entire palm of my right hand last night. VERY PAINFUL!!!
And this may make YOU smile but my husband not so much:
When bringing the car into the garage Wednesday night I got the yukon stuck on the garage door. (I thought the garage door was completely open but is was actually about 2 feet lowered. We have a nice dent in the bottom and some crumpled metal on the inside of the garage door and some missing paint and a dented luggage rack on the yukon, but thankfully thats it. I've done way more damage than that with the garage door and a car before. ;)
Oh well, Ce la vie ! ('cause I'm not wearing stretchy pants !)
3 comments:
You're too funny! I loved that last line, made me chuckle. :D Congrats on getting into those pants, and don't you worry, you will be dropping the pounds before you know it. You are one hot mamma!! Thanks for the food yesterday! congrats on your new little one, she's a sweetie.
yay for non stretchy pants - it really makes you feel good getting into that first pair after a baby. Great job!
Hooray for you AJ!! Sad, for the garage door, but with everything going on at your home, Jon is very lucky it wasn't worse than that!!
Congratulations on those pants. Wowee, we love that feeling, don't we?! I love you. Mom W.
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