Chicken appearance.

For centuries women have struggled with body image.  The magazines keep finding smaller and smaller women to model clothes a normal women can never fit into. The smaller the women, the smaller the clothes.   If we could fit into the ridiculously small clothes, they would appear painted on to our bodies with wrinkles and rolls in the most unflattering of places.  Why is this the case?  Well never mind the answer. I just need something intelligent to start this blog other than the true reason at heart.
After running to catch Sloan over the break and feeling the enormous amounts of jiggle,  I decided it was time to get back into shape.  So, Like everyone in the country I started on January 1. I mean really there is no reason my arm needs to wave while my hand waves.  One wave is sufficient. My butt does not need to bounce like my boobs when I run to catch they baby.  And worse of all Sloan grabs my second and third chin while saying gobble gobble. NOT OK. Ladies don't get your panties all waded up.  I am not over weight, my butt is not huge.  My point is I jiggle and there is no one to blame but myself and my two children.
When I got pregnant with Brayden my belly grew and grew and grew, along with my arms.  My legs didn't change.  They stayed thin. I didn't look like a pear or a heart, but  I looked like a chicken.  Big plump belly and boney legs.  So I began to restore my body to a healthy looking shape. The ups and downs of life helped me gain and lose weight.  Thanks to a divorce, magazine women, loads of wine and a few thousand dollars worth of lipo, I found the body I liked.  Yes I said the one I liked.  Not Joe Blow or Maxim's idea of a perfect body but one I liked.  I wore it with pride and most any of my clothes fit!  Then Sloan came along.  She gave me same chicken like appearance, big plump belly, meaty wings and boney legs. This time I applied the extra fat to my butt. Add the crispy skin from the tanning bed/lake and I am a fully cooked grade a chicken.  I don't like chicken.  So here I am attempting to find the body shape I want to wear.  Lets get these chicken legs moving.  Im running!  Next is what I peck off the kitchen cabinet.  In my house food is a plenty.  I will start there and keep you posted!