AWK-waaarrrrddddd.

I'm between sizes. It's the most uncomfortabe stage to be in. My pre kid clothes fit, but snugly. My next size up is a bit big and gives me gaps in the belted waistline and drag-ass in the crotch area.

Thing is, my body is 100% different because of birthing those damn babies of mine. Barrell Belly and Saggy Fun Bags. Even if I lost 10 more lbs, I'd still be all awkward.

Good thing I convinced the Mr. to set us on the savings path toward me going under the knife. Hells yeah, I'm getting work done. In a year, or two at most.

I ain't too proud to admit that.