Mama said

My mama always told me that tan fat looks better than white fat. Taking her advice, I decided to lay out on Saturday to prepare for a wedding that G and I are going to this weekend.

With the promise of instant weight-loss, I headed outdoors. I put on last years tankini–never mind that it was my maternity bathing suit that I wore when I was 7 months pregnant–and grabbed an oversized beach towel, the newest US magazine, and an old rusted beach chair, which felt like it could collapse at any minute.

Laying on my stomach, I caught up on all of my celebrity gossip. I read about Ashlee Simpson’s confirmed pregnancy and learned how Christinia Aguilera lost 40 pounds in 4 months. Great job Christina, but with a personal chef, trainer, and nanny, I think I could manage to loose my baby weight too. Anyways, before I knew it, I had been outside for several hours without applying a drop of sunscreen.

Well, at least I’ll be tan, I thought. Heading upstairs to show off my new insta-slim tan, I felt like a million bucks. I could hardly wait to plow through my drawers in search of the pre-mama tank tops that I swore off the day MR was born. After a quick fashion show, I settled on an outfit and hit the shower.

As soon as the water hit the backs on my legs, I knew I was in trouble. I yelled for G to come assess the situation. His face said all I needed to know. I was a mess. And have been since Saturday. I can barely sit, much less walk. And the worst part is, I can only blame myself. This happens every year. Like my Italian brother-in-law, I forget that I do in fact get sunburned. Well not anymore. This is it. In with the SPF and out with the maternity tankini.

Ok, enough about me. In MR news, at 8 months, our little one is finally getting her first tooth. At least we think she is. It’s her lower left tooth and G and I couldn’t be more excited. We celebrated by giving her her first taste of spaghetti and telling her all of the fun things she can eat when her much anticipated tooth arrives. I think we sold her on the idea; we expect to see a tooth in a few days.

Another exciting milestone came after church today–MR got up on all fours and crawled to retrieve precious pink poodle. Because she only did this once, I’m going to hold off on documenting it in the baby book. However, my pen is ready. Our little one is growing up and I wouldn’t be surprised at all if she’s not crawling by weeks end. I’ll keep you posted!

I walked away for 2 seconds and came back to find MR half way across her room and tugging at her bedskirt. This was her expression when I said “no”.

MR had so much fun with Aunt “Reba” this weekend