So awhile a go I stole from Mrs Munch a list of things I most hated about my body. Yesterday I went clothes shopping and had the chance to stare at myself in a full length mirror (we don't own one) and now I have a new list.
1. Mummy tummy
Oh yeh, its still number one. But yanno what, its gone down! I didn't notice until I stood on the side and realised that it really isn't so bulgy pot-belly!
I use to love my boobs, now after two kids and a weight bounce of up to 130, down to 90, up to 120, down to 86 I'm starting to look like one of those woman from a long lost African tribe on some nature documentary. Just a whole lot more white haha.
I know I've lost weight in my thighs, I can tell because I fit smaller pants. But they don't look like they have gone down. There is soooo much fat there argh.
What's not on the list that use to be? My arms! My bingo wings that would continue to wave even when my hand stopped moving. Yanno why? They've reduce. Holy fuck I didn't realise until yesterday but I am no longer deadly ashamed on my upper arms. Today in fact I'm wearing a short short arm top. They're not sexy, they're still fat and flabby and hangy down. But they're not wings anymore.
Also while trying on clothes I got a size too big because I thought that was my size. I thought I was still XL but nope, L. And size 16 was loose but size 14 too tight. Actually today I have a size 14 top and a size 16 jeans. So in between sizes but yeh getting on in to those 14s.