so, first is first. i am not preggers.
guess i am just eating a lot these days.
also, in preparation to maybe, possibly, one day soon grow a (hopefully) healthy kid in this wartorn body of mine, i've stopped drinking coffee and given up alcohol. and with nothing huge to be stressing about these days (read: no wedding planning, yay!) and the feeling of calm replacing all those sleepless nights and anxiety ridden stomach knots, i have rediscovered the taste of food.
and apparently, so has my ass.
hate it love it hate it love it. i just can't decide.
i'm a huge fan of skinny ass twigs. i know, i've been brainwashed! by the evil media! horrid women's fashion magazines! bony ass movie stars! whatever. it is what it is, and for about a year, i was - for the first time since i was 13 years old - HAPPY with my body. didn't think much about it at all. in some ways, i welcomed the sleepless nights, the stress so palpable i had no appetite until about 6pm, so all i'd have is 2 cups of coffee in the morning and just go. and go. and go on that fuel for the next 8-10 hours. reaaaaal healthy, i know.
but here's the thing. i had no pimples during this time. granted, i also had much drier skin and more obvious smile lines. but NO PIMPLES. now, i'm broken out like a teenager so i do think there's something to diet being directly related to acne. or maybe with the extra weight comes a stronger rush of hormones? possibly.
where was i. oh, my ass. yeah, it's aight. my husband likes it, so i guess i'll try to too.
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