2010 September 20 | Heir to Blair

20 Sep posted by heirtoblair

This past weekend, I spent time celebrating one of my best friend’s & her future triplets.

Yes, that’s right. I said TRIPLETS. & nobody is more suited to being a triplet mom & keeping her cool than my girl Jenny. I’m sure you know of Jenny by now, & if you don’t, please visit her here & soak in the awesome. She’s beautiful with her pink hair & sarcastic tone & is secretly the sweetest person that has ever existed. Jenny loves deeper than most people ever dream of, which I am positive as to why she’s been blessed with three kids at one time. Her heart is just that big. & apparently so is her uterus. Jenny’s also seizing each day to educate on infertility – read IFComm 101 & her amazing journey from triplets to twins to triplets again (all in one pregnancy). & everything in between. Seriously, take an evening with a cup of tea & her blog – you won’t be sorry.

Three other girlfriends & I worked diligently to shower her the way she deserved – with class, fun, & a bit of sass. We served up salted caramel squares, chicken & egg salad, fresh fruit, & a really gorgeous cake.

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I have this thing for pineapple because it totally takes me back to those “getting pregnant” days where I snarfed pineapple for days after ovulation to help with implantation. So every time I eat it, I think of that hope & excitement. I know, I’m a nerd.

Egads, do you SEE HOW CUTE THIS IS?!?!

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Little trio! Three babies! Two girls, one guy, confirmed twice. I know I keep saying it, but I just can’t get over it. Like, I start thinking about her having three babies at once & my head nearly explodes.

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I love pretty friends.

You’d never know she was carrying three babes in there, would you?

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Three babies that we like to call P, B, & J.

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That bin of forty prefold diapers? That will last a day. Jenny will be a goddess of the laundry room. I’m so thankful to all of her sweet friends for sending her home with all the trimmings for three amazing, tiny, not-quite-the-size-of-beers babies.

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We sent everyone went home with Oreo Truffles & little peanut butter & jelly sammich felties.

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McFatty. No, that’s just it. McFatty.

20 Sep posted by heirtoblair

::long drawn out, dramatic, exasperated sigh::

I really tried to find a picture for this week. Something about bloat, because I’m in the female way that’s definitely not knocked up, but the only “bloat” pictures I find are anorexic teenagers trying to be artistic with their Sony point & shoots. It was disturbing. & then I Googled “blow fish” & it’s pretty much just creepy sea life. So picture some kind of picture on here that displays bloat but isn’t all emo or Nemo.

So like I said, my uterus is doing that female thing. Which normally doesn’t give me too much grief, but I must have offended it somehow this month, because it came three days early with a vengeance that includes an inability to button my pants. Unfortunately, I realized what was happening far too late after a week of really slacking on water, so even my fingers are puffy. You know, to match my eyes, which are still suffering ill-effects of allergies & making me look like a pothead.

Yes. I am so attractive today. Sausage digits & a Benedryl habit. Talking about my monthly courses. Don’t hate.

So, here’s the issue – I’m finding myself unmotivated. & not like in an, “oh, I don’t want to run today!” unmotivated, but in an “oh, I lost the baby weight & can fit into my pants” unmotivated. Like, everything that REALLY got me going earlier this year has been solved. I fit in my clothes. I like being in pictures with my kid. I feel moderately sexy in the bedroom. & now I’m just shrugging my shoulders & wondering where that inspiration left. I’d like to lose another 10-20 lbs. Sure. Along with every other woman in existance. But do I really want to mess with working for it? That’s where I struggle. Before, it was LOSE THE BABY WEIGHT. I can’t be that girl that never loses the baby weight & at her high school reunion, people are whispering, “Babies ruined her ass, for real.” Now I’ve lost the baby weight & I’m like….

No, really. There’s no words. Just “dot dot dot.”

Where do you find yourself? Have you ever been in this place where you need a big major motivator? What did you do?

Also, I spoke with a friend of mine that has had massive success on (& now off) Nutrisystem & we formed a game plan for me. I think my body has simply gotten used to the Nutrisystem program & it’s just not working for me right now. The same thing happened to her & she found that shocking her body with “real” food helped her drop a few more pounds. So I’m going to take some time off it, watch my food, plow in the veggies & water, & see what happens. I’m still a big fan of the program & obviously, it works, but I’ve been on it for 9 months now & I think it’s time to shake things up again to see more results.

You know, if I can find some motivation for results. That doesn’t include taping pictures of Victoria’s Secret models to my monitor with the words “NOTHING TASTES AS GOOD AS SKINNY FEELS.”

You know you’ve done that before. Don’t lie to me.

& I’m still at 205 lbs.