However, for her to go in the water, I need a swim suit. I owned a bikini, once. I think it was black with white polka dots. I have no photographic proof so you're just going to have to take my word for it, but I was hot. Most of the time however, I wore a diving suit. Something like this. Except in a significantly less attractive maroon and gold color scheme.
I was in competitive swimming and those things stay ON. Since then, my body went a wee bit in the direction I hoped that it never would and I've taken to just not swimming at all. I may have bought a suit or two, but never actually wore them. All of them looked kind of like that. (including the pink one that is in a pile of clothes in the bedroom that I bought right before I got pregnant)I'm sure it will still fit. I'm back to approximately my pre-preg weight. However, I have this thing. I don't know what to call it, but it lives somewhere below my waist and seems to be made of skin. I wonder how odd Spanx would look under a swimsuit...
It's only the second day of summer. I have time to get brave and maybe lose a cheerleader, right? And you know... shave.
This post was written for Parent Bloggers Network as part of a sweepstakes sponsored by BOCA to promote their new Balanced Living group. Mmm... veggie burger. No really, I love them.





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