I am SO TOTALLY NOT COMPLAINING, because I love my job as a mom and I love that Laila is finally on a schedule that makes her a happier baby (which makes for a happier mommy). BUT, this new schedule has trapped me in my home and as of last week I have started to feel the effects of it BIG TIME.
I can no longer go to Stroller Strides (have been once in February, so my awesome instructor let me put my membership on hold for the month) because Laila naps from 8:30-10:30ish (Strides is 9:30-10:30) and that used to be my daily outlet into the "real world" (as well as kept me in shape). I haven't worked out ONCE since the 1/2 marathon was over and I feel fat (and look pregnant again, which I am not...thanks stomach muscles...or lack thereof)! I swear I've gained 10 lbs in 3 weeks. All in my stomach area. Boo. And I just rarely get out of the house other than to run to the grocery store or other errands in between her 3 daily naps. I know this is not unusual for a new mom, and like I said, not complaining. More just venting my new found feelings of entrapment on to here BECAUSE I CAN.
The good news of today (and the last few days actually) is that my house has gotten super organized. WHICH I LOVE, and MAKES ME HAPPY. All of the laundry is done, kitchen is clean and cabinets/pantry/drawers are organized, bedroom closets are cleaned out and organized, rooms have be rearranged, etc. AND amongst all of this organizing today I came across a baggie full of gift cards and went through them to find out their balances and ended up with a TOTAL of $598.22 in random gift card money. That's right people, $600 in gift cards. SCORE. Some are from baby gifts and others are from YEARS ago (2008 was the oldest one I think). What a find.
To further make my day better, Collin just came downstairs and I told him of my finds, one of them being a Starbucks card for $39.00. He said "nice, we should go then! what do you want?" I placed my order and he and Chloe just took off for a walk to Starbucks to bring me back a twice blended coffee frappuccino with whipped cream and caramel on top. DOUBLE SCORE. Eating that sure is going to help the whole feeling fat thing, right? :) Eh, who cares.
My stomach looks the way it does because I gave birth to this little bug. How can I be upset about that?