I've just been sorting through some old piccies on my pc, and came across this one from 2 years ago (about a week before me and DH got together)
http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/famanda33/Party-23072004022.jpg
I'm the one on the right. Tanned, size 10 jeans, rings fitting on fingers, can of Strongbow (oh, how I could drink that now!), wearing Gucci shades and dancing in the dark just because I could.
I can see what DH saw in me then, but what the hell does he see in me now????!!!!!
I'm 3 stone heavier, not tanned, can't even fit my wedding ring on my fat fingers, cup of caffeine free tea, Gucci shades are in the car, and I can hardly walk - never mind dance!!! And my hair - well it's awful. It's about 8 inches longer than the photo as I have been trying to grow it, and I no longer have a fringe. But after seeing this, I have realised that it isn't even in a style now.
It just hangs there.
So I've just made a decision. At 9am, I'm ringing the salon and booking in for a restyle and colour. I'm not going to tell DH, just surprise him. I'm also going to make more of an effort. Just because I can't get my rings on, doesn't mean I can't wear makeup, perfume and earings every day. In a minute, I'm going to pamper myself with a mini-manicure, and I'm also phoning the beauty salon at 10 to book a pedicure. When I've finished this post, it's upstairs for me and covering myself in the Johnsons holiday sun lotion (I have 2 bottles hardly used!)
I feel better in myself already for making these decisions. Just because I am pregnant, there is no need for me to let myself go and become a frump. No, not me!
http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/famanda33/Party-23072004022.jpg
I'm the one on the right. Tanned, size 10 jeans, rings fitting on fingers, can of Strongbow (oh, how I could drink that now!), wearing Gucci shades and dancing in the dark just because I could.


I'm 3 stone heavier, not tanned, can't even fit my wedding ring on my fat fingers, cup of caffeine free tea, Gucci shades are in the car, and I can hardly walk - never mind dance!!! And my hair - well it's awful. It's about 8 inches longer than the photo as I have been trying to grow it, and I no longer have a fringe. But after seeing this, I have realised that it isn't even in a style now.

So I've just made a decision. At 9am, I'm ringing the salon and booking in for a restyle and colour. I'm not going to tell DH, just surprise him. I'm also going to make more of an effort. Just because I can't get my rings on, doesn't mean I can't wear makeup, perfume and earings every day. In a minute, I'm going to pamper myself with a mini-manicure, and I'm also phoning the beauty salon at 10 to book a pedicure. When I've finished this post, it's upstairs for me and covering myself in the Johnsons holiday sun lotion (I have 2 bottles hardly used!)
I feel better in myself already for making these decisions. Just because I am pregnant, there is no need for me to let myself go and become a frump. No, not me!
