ME: So, how's it goin'?
BODY: A'right.
ME: Not so good, not so bad?
BODY: Pretty much.
ME: How are the workouts feelin'?
BODY: Some days I win, some days I lose.
ME: Yeah, sorry to throw that whole baby thing at you.
BODY: It only split my hips apart and cut me halfway open, no biggie.
ME: But she sure is cute.
BODY: Yeah, she is. You gotta love those beautiful blue eyes.
ME: I do. She gets a lot out of me with those eyes.
BODY: So how are you doing?
ME: Oh, you know, alright.
BODY: Somewhere in the middle, too?
ME: Yep. Umm....so how's the badonkadonk coming?
BODY: It's coming.
ME: Any way we could speed this up? You know, get it down so I can fit in my pants?
BODY: I'm doing what I can, woman. You gained ninety pounds on me and I've already taken care of fifty for you. Now you just stopped nursing, so I have to work all of that out of your system, your hormones have become Thing 1 and Thing 2, and you keep me so busy that I'm trying to do too many things at once. Your badonkadonk is just not at the top of the list.
ME: But I want it so badly!
BODY: Oh, go whine to Carl.
ME: Point taken.
- Christine on the Edge
- I write and do the layout for The Edge Magazine in the Uintah Basin. I also teach karate at a boarding school. Man, my life is good!
1 comment:
:) I believe we all fear puttin on the weight when we have the lil babes. we all fight it the entire time but it still manages somehow to get past just to stubbornly place itself in places that before the babes we did not realize existed or could exist. I often wish the weight would come off as easily as it went on in the first place. Then I remember...I have a lil one that i didn't have before, and he will forever be worth it.
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