Just call me the Grinch- no matter how hard I try to get into the holiday spirit… doesn’t work, I still loathe the holidays.
Sure, I like getting together with family and having a hearty home cooked seasonal meal (i’ll admit to loving canned cranberry crap.. it’s fabulous).. but I hate the traffic, the drama, screaming children (yes, including mine) and especially the bloating from all that fabulous food I just mentioned. It is evil.
So, before I go and give myself a food baby, essentially undoing the past few weeks- I feel as though I should document the little bit of progress i’ve made since blowing out my vagina and stretching out my stomach to the edges of the universe.
It doesn’t look like much I guess, but I suppose when you’re technically ‘small’ already, a little bit is a lot?
And as much as I should probably suck it up and try as hard as I can to keep my portions small as to not put on those dreaded holiday pounds… but damnit, it’s the holidays- and i’m going to try to enjoy it any way I can! Plus, i’m a sucker for turkey, mashed potatoes with gravy and pumpkin pie and i’ll be DAMNED if i’m going to sit back and watch everyone else scarf it all down while i’m chomping on steamed vaggies and the tiniest portion of lean meat you’ve ever seen. PSH!
So, i’m gonna kiss that flattening goodbye.. at least for a few days until all the post-Thanksgiving bloating and poops pass.
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