Basket of muffin top anyone?
Mini rant, no advice or sympathy required.
A colleague has just eyed my midriff speculatively and asked when no 2 is due.
Fecking arse biscuits, I have lost a stone since Em was born but obviously still look like I'm smuggling piglets under my jumper.
I have two options: eat sensibly, exercise and try to firm things up a bit
or my preferred option of giving in to self pity and stuffing myself with trans fats and booze.
I am not pregnant, even if I look it I'm not, ok?
A colleague has just eyed my midriff speculatively and asked when no 2 is due.
Fecking arse biscuits, I have lost a stone since Em was born but obviously still look like I'm smuggling piglets under my jumper.
I have two options: eat sensibly, exercise and try to firm things up a bit
or my preferred option of giving in to self pity and stuffing myself with trans fats and booze.
I am not pregnant, even if I look it I'm not, ok?