All bums were not created equally

Pre-baby I had the roundest, firmest, most amazing bubble donk that you could possibly imagine. (enter angels singing their hymn) Is that sac-relig? Probably. Sorry Jesus.

Anyway, Post-baby, it looks more like a double wide. I mean, yuck. It's amazing how gravity has taken hold of my body. Stupid gravity.

I love looking at before and after photos of bums. It sounds perverted, but I swear I'm not a creep, not all the time anyway. I always find it kind of humorous when girls post butt shots and they are standing normal in the before, and after their back is arched and they are pushing their butts out. Gotta love #TransformationTuesdays.  I love seeing body transformations of other people because it gives me hope. So my body may not be in it's best shape, BUT, as long as I put in the hard work and I am dedicated to my regimen, I'll be able to rock a 2 piece with the best of them. It's too bad Aunt Flow came to visit because I totes binged on Whataburger last night, sorry I'm not sorry.

My husband loves when this time of the month comes around, just ask him! RIGHT, BABE?! RIGHTTTTT????!?

Fighting the fatigue, the cramps, mood swings, all the while being murdered from the inside always puts a damper on my work outs. All I want to do around this time is hibernate.

Tonight I am going to turn on Harry Potter and twerk, honey, twerk!