Ryan just about lost his life last night.
He was finishing up Lily’s bath and drying her off with a towel, when he made the comment “oh cute, that’s just like your mom”. I glanced over and saw him looking at her fat rolls and cellulite thighs and butt.
And I just about killed him. He did not just say that I have chubby wrinkly thighs and a large dimply butt. No way. He did not. OMG, I’m gonna hurt that man.
Not exactly what a gal wants to hear her husband say. Let alone someone three months postpartum.
So, I did the only thing a mature woman could do in this situation. I glared at him and called him a jerk. Then I started storming out of the room.
Until he looked at me like I was crazy and tried to figure out why I was so furious….he said he was referring to the little blond hairs on her legs.
Maybe I’m a little sensitive?
Whatever….I’m not buying it.