In praise of the Yummie Tummie

I hope no one minds a brief detour into product shilling. (Obviously, with my 8 blog posts, me and my big bad internet presence are not getting compensated for this.) But I just have to say that I am in love. In love with the fact that my love handles (or, if you prefer, muffin tops) are gone. And those were some big muffins.

I am speaking of the Yummie Tummie. Specifically, the long black tank. Yes, it was expensive, but I set aside a few bucks before the beginning of this process to buy a few grapefruit-ovary-disguising items. I am wearing it right now with a sweater I haven't been able to wear in months, because it was a little too tight and I was a little embarassed by the visible bulge on my backside. I have been feeling so bloated and chunky and blah since starting the infertility diagnostic process (part of this I blame on Clomid, but most of it I blame on emotional eating), and while I'm not saying I look 20 pounds lighter or anything, I do feel kinda hot.

Maybe it's the Lu.pron. But I think I might order another color today.....