Almost There

My arms are sore
My tummy even more
My calves are achy

I guess that’s good
I hope that mean’s
I’m doing this right

But it must
Because I looked in the mirror today
And saw a smaller tummy
My shape is changing
This must be working
But it’s time to step it up
Work a little harder
Get this done
To where I want to be
It’ll never be the same
As it was before
Children will do that
(they’re worth it though)

It’s taken a while
Between the normal
Infant sleepless night
Crashing in the day
And surgery
The moment it started to melt away
Halting my progress and set me back
Enter post-partum
Way too late
Letting depression get in my way
Becoming my excuse

But not anymore
This exercise is kinda fun
Energetic and exhilarating

The caffeine headaches
Are slowly going away
The sweetness cravings
Lessening each day
So continue I will
As the days turn cool
I’ll step it up
Take Jasper out
He’ll make me run, not walk
More than half way reached my goal
And I’ll be back into my favorite skirt