90 pounds.

Posted on | October 29, 2009 | 19 Comments

nine zero.

that is how much weight Scot and myself have shed since Harper was born, almost one year ago (363 days to be exact). at the time, i didn’t even notice he was putting on weight. but how can one not put on weight when their hormonal wife insists on going to baskin robins nightly. NIGHTLY. because she neeeeeds her coffee icecream in a sugar cone. unless it was one of the nights that she needed a heath blizzard, extra heath (except i still totally order that and he gets soooo bent out of shape when he has to order it at the drive through because lets’ face it, it sounds kinda fat).

once i was coming out of my Harper induced haze (that’d be postpartum), he informed me that it was not ok for him to be buying a size 40 jean and that he “got fat” while i was pregnant. it wasn’t until months later (after he started dropping the weight) that i really noticed how much he had gained when i looked back at photos. turns out he was the heaviest he’d ever been. i had gained about 35 pounds with my pregnancy, pretty much all of which was in the last 3 months (yikes). seriously though, the BR chick knew us. for reals.

the other day Scot informs me he hit a new low (because he has been losing weight like a maniac for the past 8 months). 185 pounds.

a) this means he’s lost 50 pounds.

b) that is what i weighed the day i had Harper.

combined with the 40 lbs i’ve lost since she came along, i’d say we have done pretttty good. of course, he lost all actual fat while i got to push 7.5 out in the form of a cuddly cute newborn, not to mention all the um, stuff, that comes along with it but whatever! i worked hard, too!

as much as i hate to shame myself (and possibly piss off my hub) by putting our “fat” picture on the interweb, i hafta so you can see the difference.

december 31st, 2008

october 11, 2009

i’m not even going to front: i’m proud of us.

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