Sunday, July 08, 2007

Good news, bad news

Good: when getting ready for church this morning, I discovered that I fit into a size 10 skirt. (?!) I'm totally aware that this is only because it's a skirt and I can hike it up way higher on my waist then it's meant to go. But this is, nevertheless, a happy moment because my clothes come in two sizes: 16/18 and 10/12. (The first, post baby, the second, pre.) Now I might actually get to wear a different outfit sometimes! Whoopee!


Bad: My chest has also been shrinking. A lot. Like, two cup sizes. And I only have one bra in the smaller cup size. So, since I can't at the moment afford to buy more bras, if the one is dirty, I have to stuff with socks. And it is really hard to stuff with socks and get it to not look all lumpy and stuff! Seriously!

5 comments:

Idalia said...

My mother swear by a thing that you can get in like specialty bra stores called "chicken filets". Ew, I know. But not lumpy.

k said...

I totally used to have those. They were awesome. The problem now, though, is that if I could afford to buy more, I could also afford to buy another bra. And since I can't really afford to do either of those things, I'm stuck with the socks!

Kimberly said...

I can't wait to fit into a smaller bra! Can't wait! Button up shirts here I come!

Congratulations! I've gone from 16/18 to 12/14, and 10/12 is my end goal. Seems to far away, but hearing of your success is inspiring.

Any tips? =)

k said...

My latest round of weight loss was spurred by wellbutrin (that's the brand name...I can't remember the generic name and I know you're in Canada, so I don't know if it's called the same thing! I remember when I went to England it was so hard to find a Tylenol--or even Acetemetaphin--because no one knew what I meant when I asked for one!). Most anti-depressants make you gain tons of weight, but wellbutrin makes it all come off (I do have to diet, too, though). I friggin LOVE that stuff.

But as for my diet, I do the low carb thing. I feel like people judge me and stuff cause it's supposed to KILL you. But it seriously works like magic. You don't have to exercise, either. And so far I'm not dead. (In fact, triglycerides are down, good cholesterol is up, bad cholesterol is the same, blood pressure is down. Plus I look *almost* hot now.)

I will be so dang happy when I'm finally done losing this weight. It has been SO HARD after this baby. It wasn't nearly as hard after Sam. It's interesting how the struggle gets so metaphorical/symbolic/something like that feeling. Like, "these &^%$ kids have taken EVERYTHING ELSE from me, I am NOT going to let them take THIS TOO!!!" But maybe that's just me...

Steve said...

Um, *almost* hot???!!?!?! You are totally well with in the parameters of hot. Which, of course, you define... I love you my hottie. (Are our kids going to read this. My cheeks are getting red.)