- I now change my shirt about three times a day- gotta love pea scented spit up.
- I can do almost anything with one hand, including wash my hands (one at a time).
- I have awesome biceps (I don't even lift for those- just work out the triceps! Thanks, baby girl!)
- I can turn any song into a lullaby. Tonight, in fact, I softly sang, "Baby, don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more." Complete with the Night at the Roxbury head bop. You know you're doing it too right now.
- I have had several infections, spent close to three months somewhat depressed, and now I endure biting on a regular basis, but I am still nursing and going strong (and loving it).
-Most notably, I have lost every pound of my pregnancy weight (thanks to Weight Watchers and Sophie napping so I can work out almost every day) and I am now working on the stuff I wasn't happy with before I got pregnant. Note the timeline of fat:
Eight (yes, only eight) months pregnant at Chanukah last year. You don't notice the fat face, arms, butt, etc., when there is a huge belly diverting the attention away from the rest of the body.



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