Here is me at 15 weeks:
I was 15 weeks here
Yes, fifteen weeks and not really showing, just “puffy”.
Now, I am three weeks post partum here.
Three weeks postpartum!
Not bad from looking like this 4 weeks earlier!
Almost 40 weeks here.
Now that Piper is here, I walk every day (it puts her to sleep), sometimes even home from work, for more than an hour. Not only that, but I walk her during the day at lunch- but it’s in the Bjorn, which is harder and really strengthens my core because I have to keep my back straight.
I exclusively breast-feed and eat well, a less than before (I can’t help that part, really). Since I started breastfeeding, I’ve been incessantly thirsty, so I often had a jug of ice cold water nearby. Before getting pregnant I was an iced tea fiend, and now that what I eat still affects her, I stopped drinking it (same for the rare soda).
I feel really good about myself. My abs are stronger, my legs are stronger, and I am now at least 30 pounds less than my pre-pregnancy weight. Not too bad, eh?
Hello! Good to see you. It is incredibly kind of you to take the time out of your busy schedule (picking mites off of your family members’ tails) to continually send “questions” you think are hateful.
Let me address them and you:
A.) Hm, obese people shouldn’t breed. Luckily for you, I’m not obese. No, I’ve actually lost about a 25% of my body weight, so yeah… sorry you can’t hurt me with that. In fact… it just makes you look pretty stupid because you’re obviously going off the Weddingbee site and seeing something I wrote, and it makes you THINK that’s still a sore topic. If anything, I feel fantastic, and each “question” you ask just makes me look at my kickass body and think, “Hell yeah”. I guess if you think obese people shouldn’t breed, that goes for hillbilly cousins? If so, you’d better tell your mother that, because some rules musta’ been broken in your household (aka, the rock you crawled out from under).
B.) Regarding my daughter. Despite what you must have been taught, it’s not kind to speak cruelly about people’s children. That’s all I’m going to say because I’m not going to sully her name to talk about how you seem to think it’s okay. All I want to say is, “Go Fuck Yourself” because that’s a cowardly thing to do.
C.) Speaking of cowards, you must feel so good about yourself that you choose to HIDE on Formspring, instead of going somewhere (like THIS BLOG) I can track your IP address. Because I could, if you commented here. Instead, you choose to keep asking “questions” that will go unanswered. Why even waste the time, dipshit? You must have a lot of time on your hands, sitting around the house waiting for some person to pay some attention to you. After this, no more from me. It must be sad to be all alone, making yourself feel better by attempting (and failing) to bring people down. I sure am glad I’m not a loser who has no friends, no husband, no kids to love her.
D.) You must have been one of those bitter women on Weddingbee who applied and didn’t get accepted. I think it’s about time you got over it. That’s the only reason you keep mentioning Weddingbee, I assume.
E.) One more thing: talk all the shit you want, in the end you just waste your own time. It’s pretty funny, because I send all your questions to my friends and we LAUGH at how pathetic you are, hiding under the cover of Formspring. I guess you must miss High School, blacking out pictures of people who wouldn’t be your friend. It’s really sad, actually, how hard you try to make yourself feel better about being a worthless piece of crap. I know I’d feel bad if I wasn’t happily married, with wonderful friends, wonderful support from the weddingbee gals, and with a wonderful daughter- who I got by having SEX, ever hear of it? Yeah, I didn’t think so.
In the end, your questions will go unanswered, sent off to Spam-ville, with the rest of the unimaginative questions hateful assholes like you send to people you don’t even know. Luckily- I’m hot, I’m thin, and I have a great set of boobs. I’m perfectly happy with myself- and three months post-baby! If only you could be this happy. Enjoy wasting your time sending me hateful questions, you idiot. I’m done.
