Connor and I took a long weekend to visit his great-grandparents in Dayton. He grew bored with “visiting” on the sun porch, of course, being almost six years old, so he spent his time either playing piano in the basement, drawing dinosaurs at the kitchen table, playing his Nintendo DS, or running in the back yard.
It feels empowering to choose to bare my admittedly overweight midriff. TBH, though, I haven’t swum in years, so my other suits are too big.
The only time I wore this bikini was in Mexico in 2010, and there is no photographic evidence. I was probably 15 or 20 lbs heavier then.
Tried on my long-neglected bikini in prep for a hotel stay. My son volunteered that he thinks I should wear it (instead of my tankini). 😳