Lose the Baby Weight...Easier Said Than Done.

It's been close to five weeks since Brynlie was born.


Five.


So answer me this. Why am I so hard on myself about my weight?


I weigh the same I did one year ago--and Madelyn was 11 months old then. I wasn't pregnant. Just having a hard time losing the weight, I guess.


I then somehow lost 20 pounds from June until September. I mowed like a mad woman, worked on my yard and was so stressed about Leo going to Afghanistan that I think it was the perfect storm to lose some pounds.


Now? I get mad at myself for not being able to comfortably fit in my pre-Brynlie jeans.


For having a chest the size of...well, it's huge.


My hips are still wider than they were.


I've had this problem of being hard on myself about my physical appearance my entire life--ever since I was in middle school.


I know I just had a baby.


I know that I will eventually lose the weight.


But it doesn't help that I hate how I look. How I'm dreading buying some clothes for my trip to Missouri next week. (which involves a swimsuit. i hate swimsuit shopping as it is and now one month post baby swimsuit shopping? i am requiring some margaritas beforehand...)


I'm not looking for anyone to say that I look good or that it will come off. I have 17 pounds to lose to be to my weight when I discovered I was pregnant. I know that it will come off.


It's just that it's here now and combined with the brown hair that I didn't want from the salon I'm just a little blah....sorry...


***I know that I'm blessed beyond belief to have three amazing daughters. I'm not complaining about them at all. I just have body issues and pray that my daughters will never have them. This isn't me complaining about them whatsoever. It's just me venting, getting this off my chest and hopefully will give me the kick I need to start my postpartum workout and stop eating foods that aren't the healthiest.