For probably the 4th time this month, I was asked the dreaded question.... "So, when are you due?" I was a mess. Pretty much mortified. After all, I'd basically just been called fat to my face. It hurt. It took my biggest insecurity and multiplied it by 1,000. The fact that part of me would very much like to have another baby and the reminder that, that isn't an option right now was kind of a double kick in the face. The first time I was asked this I was just so in shock that all I could do was point to Megan and say... "this is my baby". Each time after that I have an internal struggle with myself. Part of me wants to succumb to my biggest insecurity and break down into tears, hide in my house, and not ever come out. The other part of me wants to scream....
but yeah... thanks for pointing that out! Jerk!
I know I'm not alone. Several people have suffered through these same comments and some have stories far worse! I hate it for them and now I truly know how they feel.
Why does my body and it’s natural state impact people who don’t know me? And why do we feel the need and drive to comment directly to a stranger about their body? My advice... just don't make a comment at all!
In the meantime... I'll do my best to add to my growing "to do" list... to get my body looking as if it doesn't have a human growing inside it so that I don't offend anybody else by my weight gain and will also feel better about myself.
I'm really no good at sticking to exercise programs. I seriously need a trainer/partner to keep me on track but I did start the Bikini Body Mommy challenge with my sister yesterday. I'm super out of shape and could barely make it through the first session but something is better than nothing, right? Here's hoping I can stick with it long enough to see some type of result!



