But in general, I am against such ranting. They - in my opinion - are reminiscent of attempts to raise self-esteem at the expense of another person. Plus, what it is not an attempt to create an inferiority complex? It is especially easy to talk about kilograms that have melted overnight, if you gave birth thirty or forty years ago: no one will check, there is no video confirming this fact, and the witnesses are confused in testimony and memories. Wow !! It seems everything said - boiling!
I naturally thought about weighing up, but my scales broke down during the first months of pregnancy. And in St. Petersburg, the scales finally caught my eye. My friend had some cool ones - sensory and accurate to gram. I get up, look at the scoreboard and come to the conclusion that everything is very good. Fifty two kilograms. With a height of sixty-five meters, this is normal, I weighed fifty-three six years ago, but still I would like to come back from forty-eight to forty-nine, three kilograms - too much, so to speak, to an amateur form. However, let me now have an appetizing figure, but cellulite butt doesn't please. And the thighs, by the way, too.
Nevertheless, it is impossible to lose weight - I tried to fast, sit on zucchini and tomatoes - as a result, there was very little milk. Another thing - pasta and meat: the chest immediately begins to tingle and it swells in minutes.
August 12, night
In the first weeks after giving birth, I was very afraid to let Alyosha down: he was so small, and I was so big. They say that children are usually sprinkled during the night feeding: the mother feeds, is cut down in the process, and the child suffocates under the weight of the chest. Somehow, it seems.
My chest doesn’t seem particularly heavy to me (not Semenovich or Anderson after all), but the trick is not even in size, but in that the intake of air in the nose and mouth of the baby is blocked by the breast. So at least they told me. Mother fell asleep, the child fell asleep - and then everything is sad.
That is why, when I feed my son, I’m sure to see if he can breathe. As for the vigil, it's not about me. I'm cutting down. Sometimes before a son. Sometimes not even at night, but during the day.
By the way, about my fears, my mother said that it is unlikely to drop a child - the mother hears every movement of her cub, sprinkles, as a rule, babies that are wrapped tight in a diaper, and since we are not mucking our burly man, he will give know about it with kicks.
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