I fit into my size 4 pants again this morning! This was the pair that I bought right before I got pregnant...or maybe right after I found out I was pregnant and figured I wanted to look good if this pregnancy ended up like the others. Sure, perhaps they were a little on the snugger side when I first put them on, but they looked good by the time I walked out the door.
But I can't take any of the credit for losing my pregnancy weight. Really, all of the credit goes to Ella. Breastfeeding is by far the most enjoyable "workout" that I've ever experienced.
To be honest, I've still got a bit of a pooch in the belly. And if I wear a tighter shirt, I admit that I've got a little "muffin top" that's visible. But overall, I'm pretty happy with how I look and feel these days. And the funny thing is--I've never actually been a size 4. You see, I wore a back-brace for Scoliosis for three years during Junior High and my Freshman year of High School (talk about some formative years!), so it seems like I went from shopping in the Girls section to a Junior size 9 over night. I missed out on a lot of opportunities to walk by and check myself out in a mirror and think "I look good!".
But it's not just the looking good--it's the feeling good as well. Sure, we're now on our second cold of the season (this one is not nearly as bad as the first), and I'm not getting my full eight hours of beauty sleep each night, but I'm absolutely loving being a mom. I may not always know the perfect thing to do, but it does feel so right.
Today's blessing was the chance to eat lunch with my colleagues. I've been going over to feed Ella pretty much every day, but I volunteered to help out a colleague today, which meant I had a shortened lunch. So I ate in the breakroom--like I had for the last three years before Ella entered my life. I missed my usual lunch visit with her, but I think that it's also valuable to spend time with my colleagues.