"It's Like Being with a Different Woman."

Caution: One of those good old TMI entries.

I put KyKy down for a nap yesterday morning and locked the two older kids into a room with a video so the hubs and I could finally, finally get some *ahem* alone time. Two kiddos two and under plus visiting stepdaughter meant, well, not much alone time at all here lately. It was past needed.

There was all the touchy-feely stuff going on and in the midst of all this, my husband - who is known for saying wrong thing/ wrong time (he actually exclaimed - just three hours after my c-section his delight in the fact that we'd be able to 'do it' before the six weeks was up since I'd been gutted rather than having a vaginal birth. Apparently, seeing my innards and a doctor's arm stuck elbow deep in my hoo hoo turned him on) - uttered these words, "It's like being with a whole different woman."

I know I should have taken it as a compliment.
I'm pretty sure he meant it as a comliment.

However.

His hand just so happened to be groping one of the girls when he said this. And, well, the girls? They ain't what they used to be . . . ain't what they used to be . . . ain't what they used to be.

In fact, as of now, they're mere shadows of their former selves. I can remember being 19 with perky, big boobs that I could show off in the cutest of tops. I can remember being in a club one time when some Abercrombie-ish a-hole walked past me and said, "Nice rack, Zebra." (I was wearing a zebra-print shirt, FYI). The girls have always been my best asset.

Well, not anymore. They're less than a man-sized handfull. My c-cup bra's have some extra room in them. I refuse to buy a B. I'll go sixth grade and stuff cotton balls if I have to!

I'm not sure if the loss of boobage is entirely due to weight loss or if some if it can be attributed to pregnancy/ child birth. Regardless, it's hard. I come from a long, long line of tig old bitties (I'm talking G cups, people!) and right now mine are quickly resembling skeeter bites again.

I wonder if I prayed tonight for big boobs like I did when I was a little girl, if God would give them back to me . . .

Daily Menu for Saturday (I better weigh in at 149 next Friday so I never, ever have to do a daily menu ever again! Gah!!)

Breakfast
Breakfast Scramble
1 slice toast
Total Points: 4

Lunch
Cup of soup
Sandwhich
Apple slices with caramel
Total Points: 7

Snack
Vanilla Pudding
Rice Cake
Total Points: 2

Dinner
Vegan burger w/ bacon and cheese (the menu changed for today so this is being bumped to tomorow)
Onion Rings
Total Points: 6

Snack
Fun sized Raisinettes
Total Points: 2

Daily Points Total: 21