girlfiend

While it seems like I’ll be stuck wearing maternity clothes for the rest of my life, there is hope. About a week after the Fiendling’s birth I got my ankles and feet back. I’m still afraid to try on shoes, because I’m convinced my feet are still at least half a size bigger than pre-pregnancy, but they look like feet again. I spent days admiring my ankles when I wasn’t admiring my son.

My belly is almost gone. I’m down to about 3 months pregnant size. All of a sudden I just deflated, which pleases me immensely. Of course my clothes still don’t fit. None of my shirts will button over the newly enormous breasts.

Considering I can’t really exercise for another month, I’m thrilled with how I look. I’ll hold off on weighing myself until my next doctor’s appointment since I’m sure I still have another 20 pounds to lose.