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So wrong on so many levels.
After she waddled away, one of the other Mums I was with said something along the lines of "those clothes hide a multitude of sins". The Minx is, well, shall we say, well endowed in the thigh department. She always has been. From the moment she graced the world with her presence.
She is solid all over, but her thighs are a whole different kettle of fish. It makes no difference, of course. She is gorgeous and healthy and well, three. She is confident and happy. I hope she always will be. Despite inheriting her mother's physique!
A running joke between the Geege and I is that she has her father's eyes and her mother's thighs.
I have always wanted a 'crease'. You know, a distinction between my bum and thigh (or bigh as it is affectionately known). I coveted my friends' creases as a teen. And those who had a crease and a gap between their thighs... could there be a more heavenly state for a girl who has spent her life wearing 'anti-chaff mechanism'?
Alas, that is not my shape. It will be interesting to see how the Minx changes as she gets older. I hope she doesn't have the weight loss roller coaster ride that I have had.
I am preparing for my 90 Day Body Transformation Challenge with the Food Patrol. I am both excited and frightened. I am so far off track that a fresh direction is just what I need, but I totally dread the sugar withdrawal!
I will write a weekly post about how I am going. At the end of it, I hope I can stop saying "Does my bigh look big in this?"
Are you trying to lose weight? How is it going over the holiday period?