Cottage Cheese Sexy

I took a good look at myself in the mirror today after a shower...a real good look. It might have been too early to stare at myself in the mirror like that...to see every new bump and dimple I've gained through my pregnancy. I've got a lot of work to get my body back in shape and it's not going to be easy. I won't be able to exert myself like I usually do by working out 5-6 times for 2 hours each session and eating just enough calories I need to stay healthy and energized. Now I need to eat a good amount of calories, 1800-ish at least, to maintain a good supply of breast milk and at that rate, it's going to take much longer than I'd like to get to my initial goal weight of 145 pounds by end of August. But after looking in the mirror, I don't care how much weight I lose...I just want the bumps and dimples to go away...with the quickness!

I will definitely be happy if I reach my goal weight, but I've added two more goals for this journey. (1) Decrease bumps and dimples...dramatically. (2) Love what I got until I reach the other two goals. I've got more hips now, which makes my waist look smaller..AND breasts bigger. That doesn't sound disastrous. I’m going to rock the hell out of these curves while I still got ‘em. :)

Breaking Free

I’ve been thinking about creating a blog for sometime, but I never knew what it’d be about or if I’d have the time to keep it up. That’s why I’d like to think I never started a blog anyway. The real story…I’ve always been too afraid to write. I was scared of it. Scared that I was a bad writer. Scared to have people reading my writing. Scared to have people judging it. Of course these are just stupid feelings, so it’s my fault really...but not 100%. I put partial (most) blame one person who played a key role in traumatizing me into never wanting to write again…Professor Brown. That man never gave my paper a grade higher than a C. It was heartbreaking really…I tried really effin hard on all those papers and instead of beer bonging and going to foam parties at clubs, I was working my butt off writing papers for Professor Brown’s class. Ok, so I may have not been old enough to get into the clubs, but beer bonging was an activity I could have easily participated in instead of writing papers for hours and hours and delivering them with such confidence…only to receive a freaking C. Well, I’m not going to let Professor Brown or all those stupid feelings stop me anymore. Be it good or bad writing…I’m going to write! I must warn you that it will probably be bad.

Ok, I feel better now…so what am I going to write about, you ask? Stuffs. I’m going to write about stuffs. I will be giving birth to my first child in March and The Daily Olive Juice, for me, is a place I wanted to record my progress as I get back into pre-pregnancy (or better) shape. I’ll most likely also chronicle my life as a new mother and supply lessons learned, products and methods that have helped me along the way. You’ll also get pizza reviews from me every once in a while…yes, I understand this may wreck my plan to get into shape. Other than that, I’m pretty sure I’ll be writing about other stuffs as well…so stay tuned.