Lose most of the baby weight by August.
(Taken only moments before I tripped and fell WHILE HOLDING CALEB thanks to a cluttered garage and tall heels. The bruise on my leg is still throbbing.)
(Please also notice the classy handwritten "PLEASE KNOCK BABY IS SLEEPING" sign haphazardly taped to our front door. We'll pretend it hasn't been stuck there for the past six weeks.)
Well friends, I've got around ten pounds left to lose. Rather than suck in my stomach and try to do a skinny pose in the above picture, I am instead trying to wrangle a toddler who is way more interested in his waffle and juice than in taking a picture with Mommy. Fun! I think I gained 35ish pounds this time around and these last ten pounds are just hanging around. You know, keeping me company. Such friendly post-baby pounds. My six week appointment is coming up and once I get the nod to exercise then, well ... I'll be out of excuses. Dang!
So, there you have it. And let's just be glad that little Nomi Bug has such a terrible gassy reaction to ice cream because if she didn't, well, this would be one goal that I might not achieve!!
Have a lovely day!