The last post I bad I was pregnant and now my little man is here. He is already 8 months old and crawling all over the place. Now that he is older and I have a little more free time (ish) I have started to work out again. I still have my gym membership but I haven’t used it in a long, long time. So I started to workout at home and easing into it. I had thought about going to the gym but I don’t want to get out of control. I have just started to like my post baby body and instead of making myself squishing myself into my pre baby cloths I decided to buy brand new shirts. I have learned to not care about the size of my shirts and shorts but to go off of how they fit. I will be honesty I’m really, really dreading having to go buy some jeans. UGH. I have always had a love hate relationship with jeans. That started probably my freshmen year. I played 3 sports volleyball, basketball, and softball and I even played some off sports while playing the “in season” sport. I lifted weights during those sports and also during the summer so my quads and hamstring got muscular and most jean fit super tight in that area. BUT that was then and this is now.