I'm Pregnant?

With a decreasing metabolic rate as I grow older, coupled with the fact that I snack a lot, I grappled with the fact that my waistline is expanding. I could no longer fit into many of my bottoms other than those elastic ones. Tshirts that used to look large on me become tight. Unlike guys who usually have the problem of love handles, mine is a problem of protruding tummy. I cannot help but to start asking myself this question "Do I look like I'm pregnant?"

Many months back, a lady in her thirties gave up her seat to me during a crowded MRT ride. It dawned on me that it must be that she thought I was pregnant. For I wasn’t carrying a walking stick, neither was I carrying so much stuff to warrant a seat from her. So how else to explain for this phenomenon other than I looked pregnant enough for her to give her up seat?

To tell the truth, I wasn’t actually very affected at that point in time, I was in fact amused and told many people about this incident. I got a seat in a crowded train! How rare was that? :p And soon after, I forgot about the incident. Did not bother to do anything also.

However, I wanted to do something last June, to get rid of my tummy fats. Well, I wanted to fit into my dress for my solemnization. Jeff was determined to lose his love handles too and looked his best for our garden solemnization. And so, we started to exercise pretty regularly and stopped ourselves from junk food and buffets. (Btw, we love buffets to bits!) Months of hard work, and we managed to trim down a little. At least, that’s what the weighing scale said.

Of course, after months of controlling our cravings, we headed straight to McDonalds the next morning after our rom in Sept 09. Never did Big breakfast tasted so yummy. We began to relax in our diets again… it was afterall, 9 months before our actual wedding.



Now, with a few months of good food indulgence, our tummy is beginning to show again. :(

But with a good plan in mind, I’m determined to make it disappear for a long time.. till I real-ly get pregnant. That’s probably the only time I’m proud to have a tummy, keke.

Jeff is really confident that this plan would work (can you believe it? He’s not feeling skeptical at all! Rare!) and he is going to go through the same thing with me soon.

I’ve faith that we would succeed in it. Good bye (soon), abdominal fats!

(Was contemplating whether to show a photo of my big tummy, but decided that I’m too shy to do it haha..)