I've banished all talk of confidence, especially after making my way to the gym yesterday and finding bulges all over when squeezing myself into a pair of exercise pants I had bought not long after having Kayrin.
I wish I could snap a picture and paste it next to one of the three computer screens I stare at 10 hours a day. That'd be a sure-fire way to stop me munching in times of dealing with bosses and conference calls.
Or I could be fired for indecent exposure.
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