life has been crazy these days, and i was finally able to make it to the gym in the morning before baker left for work. i was feeling really bleh. not sure exactly what it was, but i was just not feeling it. when i got out of the car to make my way in i looked down and felt like i totally looked pregnant. how in the world did that happen? i like to blame it on the c-section. never again will my body ever be the same. ever! dane just turned one. so i really have no excuse.
so rather then work really hard to get back to my fighting weight, i picked up a pregnancy book hoping everyone in the place would think i was pregnant. seriously? who does that?
i guess i can’t get offended if some lady in line at the grocery store asks how far along i am. maybe she saw me at the gym reading my pregnancy books. totally got her.