I Bought Pretty Stuff!!

Jose gave me a gift certificate for Sephora for our 4 year anniversary ( I know!!! Who would have thought we would last this long???), so I ordered some much needed make-up from Stila. Ladies, you know you have to buy some new beauty products when you are spitting on the mascara wand to make it moist again. So I ordered thisThe mascara and lip glaze are sample sizes, but everything is deluxe, which is cool. I also scored some awesome samples becuase I'm a Sephora Beauty Insider. I soo need a make over...badly!

I also bought me some new clothes because after I dumped all my maternity clothes, I had about 3 articles of clothing. I own more sweats that an avid jogger and that's just not going to fly anymore. I'm pretty sure I'm done having children, so I really need to focus on myself for a bit.

I've been pregnant for the last 4 years. I know I have let myself go. People...I was really cute and fashion forward when I was younger. I need to get back to that. My body is so not what it used to be and I know that even though I still love looking at clothes for myself, I would never buy anything because I wasn't where I wanted to be. That's why I poured all my efforts into dressing Sofia up real pretty. It's easy when you don't have to deal with your body issues, right?

Well, I've lost a couple pounds and even though I'm far from pre-pregnancy weight, I ordered me some new clothes from NY & Co. Got to go back to work in style, right? Hopefully, with this stupid economy, I still have a job when I get back.

My Gordo!!

Look at my Gordo!! Isn't he scrumptious?? I just want to eat him up sometimes.

Look at him! He's massive! I breed Vikings!

I can never capture how cute his smile is! Darn slow camera. Best I could do.

Buddha Belly!!

Love him!!

Me vs. the Scale

Why in the world is losing weight so hard? I'm pretty pissed off with my body right now. Not only is it thing big blob, but no matter how many calories I cut or how long I get on that treadmill or push the damn stroller down the block, the damn scale doesn't budge.

I know you must be thinking that I'm secretly hiding a stash of Twinkies (Yum...Twinkies. No...Focus!!) in my closet and eat them while the baby naps, but you are wrong...on both things. I don't have a secret stash and the baby does not nap, thus not allowing me to binge. I think the only thing I splurge on once or twice a week is a glass of wine or a beer. But still...does that really sabotage my diet to the point where it has not moved in over 2 weeks?? I need to check the calorie content on a Heineken.

Also, I must admit. I have a personal competition with this other woman who lives in my block who just recently had a baby too, but she is looking way more svelte than me. Actually, everything about her is too perfect. I think I'm jealous. She has zero tummy. Wears Lycra (HELLO!! what woman who just gave birth wears Lycra??) to work out. Her hair is slicked back into a flattering pony tail, which details each salon highlight..no frizz in sight. How can her hair not frizz? This is Miami. Humidity capital of the world.

Also, she pushes one of those uber expensive Quinny strollers. I know they are all the rage, but who the hell can afford a $600+ stroller during these tough economic times? And I don't care what people say, those damn stroller will not be able to hold a child past the age of 2.

Anyways, this woman looks perfect, with her perfect hair and perfect Lycra workout suit and perfect stroller. I bet her child is perfect too and doesn't cry 18 hours of the day like mine. I on the other hand, wear my husbands t-shirts (X-large...if you must know) and my maternity pants with my ratty sneakers. My hair is a big frizz ball and my son is howling in his pedestrian Graco travel system like he's Superman and I made him lie in some kryptonite.

Damn you, you stupid scale!!! Just move!!