K through 6th

Yesterday was a big one. My youngest graduated kindergarten and my oldest is moving onto 7th grade. I did get a little choked up in the kindergarten program when they announced the kids as the "Class of 2023". My heart sank but not too far as the contraption I was wearing under my sundress was about to bust. Smooth nothing...all it truly did was accentuate my lady lumps. The "X-factor" (a.k.a. the ex-husband) was right...I do look 5 months pregnant. That in and of itself was something that was stressing me out in addition to my babies growing up at the speed of light; seeing him. I believe the last time I saw the "X-factor" in person I received a text about 10 minutes later saying I had a fat ass again and I'm not fooling anyone - he knew I was pregnant. Um, negative ghost rider. Not pregnant just fat. Stop yourself though before you get too carried away feeling sorry for this telephonic abuse towards me ;) I believe my response to him went something along the lines of "At least I can lose weight, you will always have a little pin head"...yeah, something along those lines. Perhaps I'm sharing the PG version. There's a reason we went through the Big D folks.

At any rate, I'd be lying if I said I didn't stress out about the few extra pounds I'm lugging around giving him grounds for more firing power. I shifted and fidgeted during the program to try not to look "frumpy" or with f'ing child. Ironically I could give a rats about what the "X-factor" thinks about me or my weight I just didn't want to be put in the position to HAVE to go to battle. Does that make sense? Like (yes "Like" for real)...don't make me be a bitch dude. Seriously. Yesterday was a big enough day and I did NOT want to put on the boxing gloves. Sitting back and being the better person will not happen though wherein this subject matter is concerned. So-I waited. I waited for "the" text. I mentally prepped my rebuttals; (PS, I came up with some really good below the belt jabs) however "the" text never came so I'll be saving those for the next match ;) It actually ended up being a really nice day...aw, look at us - we might be growing up, at least yesterday we had our grown up pants on. Also my daughter who usually asks me "Are you going like that?" told me I looked pretty.  Mom 1, Big Mama 0.

Note to self:

Do away with the "suck it all in" contraptions...unless of course it starts to look like two pigs wrestling under a blanket. (What movie?)

Yesterday's Fix: 

Took my Skinnygirl Daily and ate only vegetables with a little fruit. I HAD to make myself go to bed because I was about to tear through some kid snacks something serious oh around midnight.   

Exercise:

Yeah, that didn't happen. I looked at the class schedule...