So the other day I discovered stretch marks. WTF! How could they show up NOW? Ahh well. They are small and not too noticeable and no one sees my belly anyway, but I feel duped. Anyway, for all of you moms-to-be, even if you think you made it through pregnancy, labor, and delivery sans stretch marks, be warned -- they can still sneak up on you.
I'm trying to exercise more, and some days I succeed and sometimes I don't. But I still eat too much sugar and junk and I think my weight loss has completely plateaued. It occurred to me that I am the fat friend. I don't know if any of you reading this have ever had this feeling -- but I realized that all of my friends are more fit, eat better, and are healthier than I am. Even the other pregnant ladies and new moms I know seem to lose their baby weight more efficiently and are more fit than I am. I have never been comfortable with physical activity. I feel clumsy and awkward. I never did sports growing up. It makes it hard to start a decent exercise routine at 28, but I'll keep trying anyway.
Sam is doing well. Drool is abundant, he just keeps growing and getting heavier, he's eating more so I think he's hitting another growth spurt, and he's learning to reach and grab things. He's super cool.