Taking care of self put back into the routine

With little to zero physical activity, short of chasing a now running toddler, I piled the weight on over the school holidays.

Having a naturally waif-like relative staying with us, and several photos where by boobs were slightly larger than her head and she lamented the lack of hers, I was constantly reminded of my need to put myself first and do something for me.

The fact I cried when putting on a pair of pants that once fit me easily also highlighted the point. So we took visitors to the airport, waived them farewell, put on the first of what I’m sure will be 23 loads of washing, farewelled hubby off to work,

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