Incredible in that:
1) It was raining... who doesn't love running in a good rainstorm??
2) I am in OHIO and it is SOOOO green. I mean, you THINK you know what green is, but I swear every time I come back to Utah after being in Ohio during the Spring/Summer, I feel like I just walked from a full color movie into a grainy black and white comic.
3) During my run, I discovered some incredible new bike trails... where were those when I lived here?! Oh, right, not built yet.
4) I had an itty bitty turtle and then a rabbit cross my path all within about a minute of each other...whaaat?! Bible. Times like that I wish I had a camera on my ipod. Or just a camera. :)
5) I had FREE babysitting courtesy of my mother dearest, so I was able to go, guilt-free on an outdoor run for the first time since... okay, Saturday, when Bananas came running with me and DK joined the craziness on his bike. My favorite quote from him (after he was about a mile ahead of us, of course): "I thought you guys said you were going to be running, not jogging!" Yeah, we got cracked on by our 12 year old brother for being too slow. Awesome.
So after all those endorphins building up inside of me for an hour, I went out and decided to do something crazy... I was going to get a swimsuit. As in, I WAS GOING TO TRY ONE ON.
*****FAIR WARNING: I AM GOING TO GET VERY BRUTALLY HONEST HERE.******
If you are faint of heart, at risk for heart palpitations, likely to become nauseous or oblivious in any way as to what childmaking/birth does to your body DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT read/glance on. Come back tomorrow for something...not quite so heavy as what I'm going to tangent on tonight.
Are you ready for this? Allow me to preface this post by saying HAVING A BABY IS TOTALLY WORTH IT, okay?? I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea that I have any sort of second thoughts about my little Baby D because I know I am SO lucky to have him, he is perfect and I love him to a million billion pieces and would never ever trade him for all the sexy hollywood-bikini bodies in California... I got pregnant once and I would do it at least one more time (or so I keep telling myself) because it is COMPLETELY worth the bodily sacrifice.
For those of you who have never had a baby before, SOMETHING NOBODY EVER TELLS YOU is enjoy the time you can rock a bikini BEFORE having kids, because once you have a baby (and are an idiot and gain 50 pounds like I did...but that is what happens when you give in to all of your chocolate shake and/or cupcake cravings) your stretched out and saggy skin will never be the same again. Sad? Yes. But I am telling you the truth here, people. Now would I post the most terrible (but brutally honest) picture of me just hours after my c-section if I didn't want you to know the truth, and admit to you that YES, you still look about 7 months pregnant after having a baby, and NO actually I did not lose weight at the hospital.. I GAINED WEIGHT!!!
I always wondered what girls looked like immediately post-baby. I'm sure it terrified Bananas initially (who also was there during the entire labor process with them checking my you know what every hour or so... I'm pretty sure I have scarred her for life). Yup, you better believe there is NO baby in there... just some terribly sad, misshapen skin. Gosh, I hope you can't search this kind of thing on the internet.
I know, now that you are done gasping for breath at this shock of information, let me just re-assure you that after about two weeks, I finally lost about 20 pounds (from the lack of cupcake-flow, as well as breast-feeding, to be sure) and yes, I did eventually lose "the baby weight" with a LOT of hard work. But NOTHING could have possibly prepared me for the SHOCK of seeing my post-baby body (in all its flourescent-ness) in a Bikini for the first time. I would be lying if I said tears were not shed. I guess I thought I would be that ONE exception who could still pull off baring serious midriff without a tummy tuck.
So after countless stores and yet even more countless trips to the dressing rooms with literally dozens of suits (the associates are certainly much nicer in allowing you to break that "5-garment limit" when you look like you are going to cry and start mumbling about post-baby body).
More or less... here's what I ended up with. The style, not necessarily the colors (I mismatched the two colors I was considering so Mr. D can still act a little surprised when he sees the suit). Don't worry, I covered up my 4-inch C-section scar just for you. Haha can you tell I'm not nursing/pumping anymore?? I think my chest is about as big as it was BEFORE I hit puberty. Again, the joys of motherhood. :) And yes of course, that is just about as much as I can suck it in at the moment. I still have two months to perfect not breathing while in a swimsuit.
Ohmigosh calm down I am KIDDING. Like I've said before, I am NOT one of those girls who will go fishing for compliments when I know I look good (and have spent hundreds of hardworking hours getting to this point so please be nice and don't tell me otherwise), mostly because I keep looking back to how I looked last summer.... yeesh.
Sexy, right?? Well, I am certainly hoping that with the enormity in length of this post, not too many people will actually read this whole thing and see those last two pics :) But I am very excited to finally be back in a bathing suit that doesn't have "room to grow", and if you can't tell I finally figured out how to upload cell phone pics to my computer (welcome to 2001, I know).
Also, THESE SHOES I just can't get out of my mind (never mind the fact that 99.9% of my life I am either walking, running, or carrying around a 20 pound load of Baby D and they are SO impractical!)... thoughts??
And lastly, I suppose I should leave you with some eye candy in hopes of getting those "brutally honest" images de-burned out of your brain... (in my defense, you were forewarned).
I love my handsome men!!! and am now ready (for the most part) to spend many hours basking in the sun (covered head to toe in SPF 50 of course) and playing in Uncle Chris' pool with them!
Spring Break Day 1=Success.
Summer here I come!