A couple of days ago my eldest took it upon herself to comment on my 'big tummy' for the umpteenth time. I was lucky enough to be spared the input from my youngest daughter, usually they are a tag team.
Here's how the conversation or should I say monologue went;
Daughter: 'Mummy why is your tummy big?'
Me: *Awkward silence*
Daughter: 'You don't want to talk about it Mummy? Is that why you're being quiet?'
Me: Laughing manically inside, and utterly impressed with how on the ball my child is. I reluctantly answer 'Yes'.
I have explained to my children (repeatedly) that mummy's tummy is the way it is because I grew them inside of it, but enough is enough, I can do more. Time to reduce the carbs and the sugar and get back to cardio and sit ups, after all that is what I did before children, admittedly things were very different then. Lord help me.
