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WFMW: Yummie Tummie and a GIVEAWAY!

I’ve recently discovered Yummie Tummie shapewear, and I love it! Yummie Tummie is the first shapewear brand that is comfy, sexy, and meant to be seen. It really is comfortable enough to wear every day – I’ve worn mine daily for about three weeks, and it’s not something I dread putting on. Also, unlike some other shapewear I’ve tortured myself with worn, I don’t break a sweat trying to put it on! It stays in place, keeps everything sucked in, and… did I mention it’s comfortable?

Here are the details:

Yummie Tummie has been featured in Cookie Magazine, People Magazine, and it was one of Oprah’s “Top Picks” last summer. Need I say more?

Probably not, but I will anyway.

Yummie Tummie is PERFECT for the post-holiday haze we’re all in right now. But they’re not jumping on the New Year’s resolution bandwagon. Oh no. Their motto is eat, drink and be yummie. I’m in favor of that!

Here’s a little more about their current promotion:
Heather Thomson, the celebrity stylist who has dressed Beyoncé, Jennifer Lopez and P. Diddy, and the founder and designer of Yummie Tummie recognizes that we need to overindulge now more than ever. And who better than Yummie Tummie to bring it to you, because when you’ve had your fill – and then you’ve had some more – Yummie Tummie has you covered! Yummie Tummie, the new leader in shapewear, will visibly slim, shape and smooth you. It’s the first shapewear on the market that is actually comfortable enough to wear all day and evening. Visit www.EatDrinkandBeYummie.com for a full list of all your favorite overindulgences, rate your favorites, and upload new indulgences, and find recipes to all your favorite treats.

And here’s the best part – we’re giving away a $100 gift certificate to YummieTummie.com!!! All you have to do to enter is to leave a comment telling us about your favorite indulgence.

The contest will end at 5:00 p.m. on Tuesday, January 13, and the winner will be chosen using Random.org. Good luck!

Eat, drink, and look good doing it – works for me! For more WFMW tips, head over to Rocks in my Dryer!

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Psst! Over Here!

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Please go and vote for Blissfully Domestic for Best Parenting Blog for the 2008 Weblog awards HERE.

THANK YOU!!

(P.S. You can vote once every 24 hrs. until January 13th! Vote often. From every computer in your house. Or office.)

(P.P.S. You look totally hot today!)

That is all. 🙂

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A Humiliating Movement. I Mean Moment.

When you get married, let’s be honest, you have no idea what you are getting into. When you are all googly-eyed and in love, floating down that aisle on your father’s arm, watching your groom beam at you, you never think you will one day tearfully (okay, hysterically) say to him in a hospital room after you’ve just birthed him a child:

“I’m just really scared I’m not going to be able to poop.”

And you never dream he will say in return:

“Honey, let’s just get you a suppository.”

Ah, sooo romantic. The stuff dreams are made of, truly.

But that is exactly what happened after I had my second child. With my first, I’d had an emergency C-section, and suffered an awful complication of surgery, called an ileus, which is a paralyzed bowel. Basically, I couldn’t poop or pass gas. I swelled up ’til I looked like I was nine months pregnant again and I was in agonizing pain (and also, I had a giant incision in my gut. So.) The pain was much, much worse than my actual labor pains when I’d been trying to push Joshua out.

So, after I had Sophie, and had another C-section, I was terrified of getting an ileus again. So I tearfully took my husband’s advice, got a suppository from the nurse (what a fun job. Why does anyone want to do that??), pooped, and -voila! – no ileus! Made recovery much, much better.

Fast forward three days. We are at the pediatrician’s with baby Sophie to get results from a blood test to check her bilirubin levels as she was a wee bit jaundiced when we’d left the hospital. Sophie’s doctor is checking her over and asking all the routine newborn questions, when he looks up at me and says:

“And how have the bowel movements been?”

I stuttered a bit. “Um, well…I’ve only had a couple.”

He looked at me quizzically and then – he couldn’t help it – stifled a laugh.

“That’s great,” he said, “but I was asking about the baby.”

(Ohhhhh. RIGHT. Not EVERYONE was obsessed with MY bowel movements. In my post-partum and vicodin-induced haze, I’d forgotten.)

I just started laughing – I laughed, I cried. It hurt my incision to laugh but I couldn’t stop! My husband was laughing too – why? Because my answer made perfect sense to him. He was also still a tad preoccupied with my bowel movements.

Now that’s love, isn’t it?

(I still can’t look the kids’ doctor square in the eye.)

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