"Don't forget.. you are what you eat!" - ahh crap.. I have to eat a skinny person!

All you moms out there can relate to this.
Your body isn't what it used to be ( if it is.. i now officially hate you!).
That beautiful tall slender skinny body from your pre-mamma days is looooong gone.
You're left with lumps, bumps, wobbly bits and a belly covered in stretch marks (or as I call them.. my battle scars - its just so much cooler to think of them as my proud marks from a hard fought and proudly won battle!).
Now, don't get me wrong.. I love my girls, and wouldn't change a thing, but man do I miss wearing a nice pair of expensive skinny jeans!
My battle with the bulge has been a long one. I can't say that I didn't stress out about my weight before I had children, but never have I lived in fear of a scale since venturing into mamma-hood. That small white plastic and metal square fills me with terror, so much terror in fact I have half debated chucking the thing outside onto the driveway and running over it with my car. I guess you could say I have a love-hate relationship with the scale... when I step on.. and that number drops.. I tell ya.. I could kiss it!.
After having Carys, the weight kind of just fell off... well.. except the last 10lbs... that was alot of hard work at the gym!. The story after Addison.. let me tell ya... it's not just falling off. The weight is clinging onto me for dear life! I'm still a good 15-20lbs from where I'd like to be.
What drives me crazy... what drives me into blinding INSANITY, is that Morgan (and maybe just men in general) can eat whatever he pleases, whenever he wants to.. and at the drop of a hat can drop 10lbs after 10 minutes of bathroom solitude. GRRRR.
Meanwhile... i'm stuck with celery and sweating it out on a manual tredmill or listen to my Wii fit tell me I'm pleasantly plump.
I'll be the first to admit. We are a snacking family. We LOVE us some snacks!!
Which makes my weight battle so much harder. Avoiding the snack aisle at the grocery store with Morgan.... lets just say it's probably easier to brush a great white sharks pearly whites while covered in fish guts. So I am really trying my best to stay away from the copius amount of cookies, chocolate and chips stashed in the cupboards. I think I'm doing rather well all things considered.

So what I'm really trying to say I suppose is that I'm still mourning the loss of my pre-pregnancy body... and trying to embrace the new lumpy me.
The weight battle rages on my friends... but I tell you.. one day soon I'll win this war!!!