Loving Life

Loving Life

Last night, I had my girlfriends over for dinner. We called it the Poor Girl’s Happy Hour because nobody can really afford to actually go out and drink. It turned out to be a wonderful time and they got a chance to ooo and ahhh over Jack and how big he’s gotten. During our conversations, I sat back and reflected on how much my life has changed. I looked around my strange new house and how it represented my new life. I realized that this is everything I ever dreamed of. I live in my dream house, with my dream husband and my dream baby. I don’t go out anymore, but I don’t care. The relationships I have with my friends are cherished with every fiber of my being because of how precious and little our time now is together and how much we truly have been through together. My job is more fulfilling- I’m here because I want to be here and not because I have to which is a completely odd feeling. For the first time maybe ever, I’m excited about what I do and what the future holds for me. Most importantly. I never thought I could love someone so much they way I love my Baby Jack. His smile warms my heart and I can’t wait to get to know him as he grows up.

On another note, the only part of life I am NOT loving is getting back to my pre-baby body. The dieting part, while not easy, is doable. I’ve done it before, I will do it again. It’s hard though after so many pregnancy indulgences to change my mindset back to healthy eating and the way I was before. Getting back into the Weight Watchers groove has NOT been easy and I’m struggling. DH and I are joining Snap Fitness together- I’m happy that he is recognizing that this is a joint effort and can support each other. I’m sort of excited to get back into the gym- I know it will make a huge difference. I will miss my group fitness classes though… I just know that I don’t have the time and the extra money it costs to be at a gym that has them is not worth it. Perhaps I’ll try and find something in the community should I ever get the craving for a good step class. Bottom line, is I’m ready to make some healthy changes and get back into the majority of my clothes again. MILF here I come!

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