You know your metabolism (which was already working at its own sweet pace), completely hangs up her boots for good once you have had kids.
Then it is all about looking at the stars for support/or banking on your husband to buy you that rowing machine/or your friends to tell you that its time you start looking.. and I mean.. really looking at yourself in the mirror.
Well, in my case, it was all about forgetting about yourself and ensuring that the kids were looked after first. Not complaining, but my fashionable self WAS NOT TOO HAPPY!!!
So after about six years , I made a conscious decision to look after me/my fitness/my diet.. along with that of my family.
And result.. the other day, went out into the world, with my shirt inside my jeans with a belt over it! It felt liberating in a way.
Any of you can relate?