The Girlish Figure

For a couple months after having delivered Tyler, I was still wearing maternity clothes. In fact, I even went out and bought MORE maternity clothes as it looked like I was still pregnant. But really, it was because I had really only bought two maternity tees that I had pretty much worn to death (will it be the blue one or the gray one?). Plus, if I didn't add to my wardrobe, my husband most likely was going to call one of those makeover shows on me ("What??? She wore the same two tees and sweats for HOW LONG???").

Anyway, I was doing my best to eat right, drink plenty of fluids, and exercise. In fact, I had started doing crunches around my 4th week post-partum. Fortunately, as Tyler's birth was a vaginal delivery, getting back into shape wasn't as hard as I thought it was going to be. Of course, I think it definitely helped that I:

A) Had a vaginal delivery
B) Breastfeeding (apparently you eat more, but being a dairy producer burns up more calories!)
C) Was tired all the frickin' time (you would be too if you had to wake up every couple hours)
D) Have good genes (hey man, one look at my mom and you'd understand. She's barely thicker than a toothpick!)

So a little over two months after Tyler's birth, I finally managed to squeeze myself back into my pre-pregnancy jeans AND shirts without the obvious "muffin-top". I was so proud of myself that I had to show my grandmother.

"Look, grandma!" I proudly exclaimed. "I can fit in my old clothes again!"

"That's nice," she replied, giving me the once-over. "But you really should bandage up your mid-section. If you don't, your belly's just going to pop out and having a big belly doesn't look attractive on a woman."

Not to be deterred, I continued: "But I exercise! I don't look like I have a big belly!"

Silence...

And then: "You should bandage up your mid-section. You'll look much prettier because you'll have a nicer figure."

Needless to say, I lost that argument.