I always looked forward to summer. I was always excited to visit our beach house in Zambales. No, I wasn't so excited to get into a bikini, but I can say that my body then carried a bikini well--being washboard thin.
Last summer, I sported a baby bump so I was all covered up. Then after giving birth I was so worried because I was looking plump. I'd get depressed at times. When my husband is at work and my baby is asleep, I cry. Because I was fat, just like in high school.
No boys liked me then, so I dropped the pounds through college and there they were lining up...I dropped more after college...and the list went on longer than usual. Then I had my first job, which even caused me to look sickly thin...and then I got a boyfriend (now husband)...who always forced me to eat. He always reminded me that it wasn't only the way I looked that he loved, besides he asked me to gain a few pounds. I said I would, but I never did. And this became our constant arguement.
To his surprise, I did pile on some pounds during my pregnancy. A grand total of 27 pounds. Some books said that this is within normal range (imagine the guilt I felt because I was still dieting during those nine months) and that you'd lose it all after having your baby. Well I lost some. To my horror, not all. I had an excess of ten pounds. I started working out last February...and lost 4 lbs....then the losing stopped.
Good thing our helper quit, so I had to do all the house work plus being a mom...now I got my body back! Yes, I have wider hips...but that might add a little shape to my frame ( plus bigger boobs lol).
That is why I'm ready to go back to the beach.
:)
