Like many, many women, I struggle with my body image. I always have actually. This second pregnancy has ravaged my body and breastfeeding makes my boobs look like something out of a National Geographic magazine. I am so uncomfortable with myself. Leaving the house would help because then I would shove myself into some spanx but currently I am just lounging around in sweats with my dangler (my baggy, saggy, stretch marked dangly skin that hangs down under my belly button).
I gained more weight this time and only had one baby so that made a huge difference in my weight loss. Last time I was sick and couldn't eat much, not to mention I had GD which required a very healthy diet. This time I ate donuts twice a day so after baby came out I still wanted to just eat donuts twice a day.
The poor hubs has to hear about it all the time!
Me: I'm so fat and disgusting!
Hubs: You are not fat. You look good, especially for just having a baby, stop beating yourself up.
Me: I need new teeth!
Hubs: You don't need new teeth.
Me: I need a nose job!
Hubs: You don't need a nose job.
Me: My hair looks frumpy..
Hubs: Your hair looks fine.
Me: I am pale, I look like a Twilight character.
Hubs: You are really pale, I'll give you that one.
I really don't know why he doesn't strangle me. I'm annoying and hard to live with but I am having a rough time getting in touch with how I look. I try to avoid mirrors which makes it worse because then I am not at least putting on some makeup or decent clothing.
I did take a little action, which was to get my hair done. Thank God for Groupon.
It's way darker than I thought it would be and much longer for having asked two inches to be cut off, but I am happy with it! Hubby says it's super sexy.
I have also been doing some ab work since about 2 weeks post partum. Really light at first and stepping it up a bit. I really don't have the energy to work out so I am trying to let that go until I get there. Eating healthier has happened a bit since I got a wicked stomach issue last weekend so that has helped she some pounds. This is how I look, I told hubby to not dare take a picture of anything much below the shoulders!
I am going to hopefully start getting better workouts in soon when the butterball's schedule is more predictable. Other than that, I guess I will just have to hope to win the lottery for those teeth, nose job and tummy tuck dreams! As long as I stick to taking pictures of my adorable munchkin and snuggling the butterball, I will just have to keep myself distracted from the hot mess that is me.