I am supposed to be at the gym...

But first, I must record this for all of the world and history to see.

Let it be known that in the last two weeks, the scale has had some shocking things to say.

To be clear, two weeks ago, when I went to see a MW about a tenant in my uterus, I was, um... saddened by the numbers on the scale. See, when it became crystal clear that I was pregnant, my depression was pronounced. I had not employed a scale in quite a while, and when one is with child, others like to record on medical charts how huge you are and how huge you continue to become.

See?

It's not my favorite.

ANYWAY-

So, then yesterday, (I don't know why) I stepped upon that very same scale and did do a double take.

Why?

Because it was 2 POUNDS LESS THAN THE LAST TIME.

AND it was afternoon (And last time was morning).

AND I was fully clothed.

This can only mean one thing. The "only eat fruit and yak every morning" diet is working.

Just kidding. I mean, that is really about all I eat, but I wouldn't call it a diet. More a lifestyle choice.

You try eating anything else. You TRY and see how your insides writhe, all right?

So there.

2 pounds down.

And a big fat baby to go!