Poochiness

Okay. Oh..I don't know. I just really felt sorry that I haven't been blogging as much. Oh pitiful pearl of a mother am I. I have 3 kids now ya know??!! Holy Lots More Stuff To Do! And my house never (ever ever ever ever) gets really clean. (not really) (not REALLY clean). So, whatever.

My baby girlie girl is getting big. She is 10 weeks old now (2 1/2 months) and is HUGE. (I mean, in terms of what she was when she came shooting out of my "you-know-where") I think she is about 11 pounds. Holy hugeness! And she's very squishy too..talking/cooing and smiling. I like her a lot.

I joined a gym!!! Well, THE Gym...the only gym here in this town which I reside. I can go anytime I want. I have my own key to get in. I can go at 3 in the morning if I so desire and will be the only one residing in the building!!! That scares me so I won't be going at 3 in the morning. But really, I can't wait to get started on the gym thing. (Corey is outa town til next week) Babysitting of the babe is nowhere to be seen. I don't trust anybody. Heck! I don't even know anybody! So that is a problem right now. Anyhoo.... I'm excited to get rid of my poochy belly and gain some mus cals in my butt and legs and arms and face. Did I tell you the story of the poochy belly? No? Well, here it is:

Last week, my familia went to a lake to fish. The boys fished. I sat and tried to tan my ever pervailing paleness that surrounds me. Cedar sat in her bouncer and ... well... sat and stared. At one point, I decide to go sit by my cute husband who is fishing nearer to the water than I. (keep in mind that I have on short shorts and a sports bra...hence belly showing) So, I sit by him and become entranced with the beauty of the moment, when my dear husband that I love so much, looks over and says, "hmmm...you got quite the little pooch there." Yes. I admit. I look like I am about 3 months prego. But He The Love of My Life is NEVER to let on that he notices such things!!! NEVER! So, I say, "Well, I just had a baby only 2 months ago." Then. Then. Then he says, "Oh. I think it's cute."

TOO LATE with the cuteness word!!!! Too late.I was quiet on the way home.

I know I shouldn't take this personally. But I did for about 3 hours after. Then I think I got over it. The next day I signed up for the gym.