not pregnant, just fat

It was bound to happen. Outside of my brief, and unsuccessful, stint on the Special K diet, I haven't done anything to get back into shape. I gained over 50 pounds during my pregnancy and carried an 11.1 pound baby that the doctors cut out of me. And much to my dismay, the weight has mostly dropped off but the belly hasn't. So I can't say that I was surprised the other day when a lovely shop owner said, "Is that a baby bump I see?" I told her no and laughed it off, hoping to make her feel a little less awful for insinuating that a non-pregnant lady could pass for a pregnant one. And honestly, I didn't feel completely depressed. Now before you start thinking that I have matured and come to accept myself flaws and all, I have to say that I think I'm just tired and stressed and that, for the time being, I've given up. With the week that I had, being called out for looking pregnant was just par for the course. And right now, I don't have time to worry about my appearance. I do have plans to start running again when we move to our new neighborhood. I have plans to stop eating so much ice cream. I have plans to never buy a pair of mom jeans. But I also had plans to only gain 25 pounds with my last pregnancy and plans to lose a few pounds on my aforementioned diet. So best laid plans...and all that stuff.