I congratulated myself on getting down to my pre-pregnancy weight fairly quickly, and with no particular effort other than not eating Cinnabons or bacon on a regular basis.
(cue 80s-style xylophonic lead-in to dream sequence) Back when I was a dancer, I could eat a McDonald's two cheeseburger meal—remember those?—twice a week on the way home from dance and never gain an ounce. (/dream sequence)
To give you a better picture of how thin I was back then, I have gained a grand total of 31 pounds in the 5 years since getting married, and I'm still in the normal weight range for my height.
Although, after my doctor's appointment last week, I have learned that I am now teetering on the opposite edge of the "normal" weight range. According to that hideous scale at the doctor's office, that medieval-torture-contraptionesque device, I have gained six pounds since getting rid of all my baby weight.
But, I have to wonder. How much of that is boobs?