Today, I received a bunch of hand-me-downs from my sister-in-law. I appreciate her optimism as to think that I could possibly fit into her size.
It’s clearly way too small! I was about to burst out laughing when this picture was taken. And this is one of the only tops that I actually managed to button. Now I’ve got this huge bag filled with clothes that I can do nothing with. I’ll just hand them back to her I guess.
I’m trying my best to limit my calories. But it’s hard to fight it during this time of the year. If you know what I’m saying …
Oh well! I’m still working out though, and it does seem to be paying off. Although slowly. I’m not exactly obsessed with numbers. But my goal is to fit back into my pre-pregnancy clothes, because I’ve got a huge wardrobe full and it would be such a shame if I had to ditch it all. Getting everything in a larger size will be more trouble than actually losing the weight. So here’s my motivation. Especially after today’s disaster with Rosemary’s clothes :-/
Wish me luck!