Do You Know the Muffin Man?

Do you know the muffin man?

I was never really a big muffin person. If I was going to have something that small I preferred a slice of cake or a cupcake. Sadly after having two kids? The muffin man has paid me a visit and left a muffin top. Or two.

I never had issues with my body prior to college. I was always skinny. Or boney. People asked if I actually ate and if I did where it went. Truth was I ate a lot of snacks and candy.  I also danced (ballet for 13 years) and worked out. Plus my metabolism was fan-freaking-tastic. What I didn't know is that as my age crept higher, so would my waist.

I wish I had appreciated the body I had in college. I certainly miss it now. I remember always having a hard time with my abs. For some reason that was the one place the fat liked to hang out. It never mattered what I did. But back then? I could rock a a bikini or a half shirt. I may not have had Pink's abs but I also didn't have what I've got now.

Around the age of 25 I began to put weight on. I blame my sedentary job and the fact that I didn't like to work out. I was still a size with single digits and a few pounds wasn't a big deal. Or so I thought.

By the time I was ready to get married I was at my heaviest weight. I still had no desire to tone ujp or lose a few pounds. I was still in single digits for size. I was in deep denial. Looking back at our honeymoon pictures is hard because I was far from sexy, no matter what size my clothes said I was.

Fast forward to my motherhood body and now I cringe when I see my full body in a picture. I immediately point out how awful I look. Now my size is in the double digits and while this is okay, what's not is the way things fit.

The muffin man has left me with a humongous muffin top. If I wear my pants below my belly? I look like I've picked pants/jeans/shorts that are too small. If I wear the pants at my normal waist? Suddenly I've got muffin top and bottom.

So now I've decided. I've got to do something. With my first I attributed my major weight loss to the marathon breastfeeding sessions. Now I have a baby that doesn't nurse nearly as much and so my weight has plateaued. I'd be happy to lose about 15 pounds. And begin a workout regiment. All this with 2 kids that never nap together (or at all most days) and wake up with the sun. Wish me luck!

Do you know the muffin man? I do, but I wish I didn't.