Losing weight after a baby

All my life I’ve heard about how hard it is for women to lose weight after having a baby. You hear about ‘mummy tummies,’ big bottoms that linger, that extra 10 lbs that just won’t come off etc. 

And all I have to say to it that in my unscientific observations (and this is just based on the few people I’ve known who have had babies) women get thinner after having a baby. It happened to me! I was practically scrawny for a while there – yes, some of that can probably be attributed to my husband running off with a twenty four year old blonde – but anywho…

What’s the deal?

I thought mothers were supposed to be pleasantly cuddly.  Not the girls I’ve seen.  They lose all the weight immediately and then drop another ten just because.  And let me tell you right now – none of these ladies has decided to ‘watch what she eats’ or start a new exercise regime.  I suppose breast feeding helps a lot – no one tells you how many calories that burns – it’s phenomenal.  If I ever have another one I’ll be sure to breast feed if only for the extreme weight loss! The majority of these skinny mummies do all work outside the home.  Can that be attributed to the weight loss – I’ve no idea? Being a stay at home is certainly much more physically active than being a working mom so I can’t think that that’s the case.  I personally think it might be just the fact that the modern day woman is run ragged these days – stay at home mom or working mom.  After you have a baby you will not have a moment to sit on your butt plus you get to deal with the insanity of modern day life too. These days I start at 4am when Finn wakes up and finish about 9.30 pm when I’ve done the last of the dishes, emptied out the cat litter tray and finished arguing with the bank about why they screwed up my direct deposits again – phew.   Talk about burning some calories!

Dad – best you skip over this entry…

I’ve always attracted the ‘arse men’ of this world. It’s an English girl thing – I think.  English girls generally have great behinds.  I’m not sure why.  Our bottoms (as they are fondly referred to in the UK) are in shape enough to be alluring but not so athletic that they could be mistaken for the butt of a boy.  Some great American girl butts can be a bit too masculinly pert for their own good. 

Now, male interest in my boobs? Not so much. I’d never had that clichéd problem of men having a conversation with my bust.  I’d always thought that was some kind of bizarre and fabricated joke till I saw men do it my friends.  My chest is not so small as to be uninteresting but not big, wobbly or shapely enough to be eye-catching.  My tits are adequate but not traffic stopping.  My cleavage always comes off as a little lacking even with the most cunning of bras.  My boobs just aren’t that erotic.  But it’s ok – my arse makes up for it. Read the rest of this entry »

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