Working it!

I love my son.  He is adorable, loving, hilarious...but of course I'm biased.  I had a very normal pregnancy....and a very crazy, somewhat early delivery.  The one thing I curse about having my beloved son?  Pregnancy weight gain.  Ugh.

It's definitely not a secret that I was on Weight Watchers awhile back.  I lost 135 pounds and kept it off until I got pregnant with Dexter.  I went from a huge size to wearing a medium and sometimes a small.  It was a great feeling.  I could buy cute things off the clearance rack at Kohl's.  I could shop all the great sales that only ever had small sizes left.  I felt great. 

Right before I found out I was pregnant, I bought a ton of cute, new clothes from Ann Taylor, New York & Company, and Banana Republic (my favorite store), all for like 68347374% off.  Then, I found out I was pregnant.  I kept my pregnancy a secret until I reached my second trimester, and I couldn't really wear any of the clothes I bought because by the time that season rolled around, it would have been pretty obvious I was pregnant. 

Today, I was looking through some things and found this huge bag of clothing, with the tags still on, that I purchased and never was able to wear.  It was exciting to find new clothes (thank goodness for classic pieces!), but kind of depressing because I love what I bought and want to wear them.  The cream colored trousers with brown pinstripes alone are worth putting down that extra piece of pizza!

I went back to Weight Watchers a few weeks ago.  I've lost 17 pounds and counting.  I know to some people out there who look at me it's like, big deal.  To me, it is a big deal.  I know people look at me and judge me based on my weight.  I know there are people who won't even think any of my weight loss matters until I am back to where I was pre-baby.  Frankly, as much as words hurt (and fyi, I do hear what you say...perfect strangers and acquaintances alike) I can't let other people keep me from accomplishing my goal. 

Anyway, that's where I am.  I'm not perfect, but I deserve the chance to improve myself just like everyone else.  And, he was worth it!

"Must be nice..."

I've come to realize something over the past few years. The most heinous phrase in the world is, "Must be nice." Sadly, at times, this phrase can be used nicely, as in, wow that must have been a nice day! I would be willing to say that 90% of the time it's used, it's not used in a kind manner. Frankly, I'm kind of getting sick of hearing "must be nice."

What has brought this up? People asking questions, expecting answers, and then responding with "must be nice." "How's the house search going?" We talk about things and then get the, "must be nice to be able to buy a new house with how things are these days." ummm....why'd you ask then? "How's Dexter?" We joyously talk about our first born and only child with the same animation and dorky giddiness that all parents do. "Must be nice to have a child that sleeps so well." ummm....okay. "Must be nice to have Pens tickets." "Must be nice to go shopping." "Must be nice, must be nice, must be nice." Seriously, can we eliminate this phrase from our lives???

I don't understand why people are always so snarky! If you don't want to know, don't ask. We aren't bragging. We aren't buying a $123,098,287 house. I wish. Anyone that owns one, can we move in? :) Our child isn't perfect! Today he decided 6:30 would be a good time to get up to play and has been crab-man-do all day long because he's tired. We deal with it! Yes, we have Pens season tickets, but we won't be going to too many games this year due to baby and will be selling many. I just don't get why people have to poo poo on anything good in your life.

Here's a wake up call. I have stuff. We all have stuff in our lives. Some days, my job is crap. I try not to dwell on it. Our house hunting has been less than stellar. We've lost the same house dealing with a bank (foreclosure) 3 times. We've lost out on 3 other houses due to not making a quick enough offer. We don't begrudge our friends for their new homes. We hope that we too will be joining them! I have been struggling getting back on the weight loss wagon since the baby, because I'm still learning how to juggle full time job, husband, child, house. I don't scoff at my friends who have lost their baby weight. We all have STUFF.

Anyway, that's where I'm at right now. I don't want to hear the phrase "must be nice" at all this week. Instead, how about anyone who feels it creeping up, swallow it down and say something genuinely nice to someone. I try to give as many genuine compliments a day as I can. Because I know how I feel with my stuff on my mind.