How Dare She?!

Since I have my hands full with a new baby and going back to work, my big sister Carole is going to pitch in with some blogs. She is a witty, wonderful woman who recently drove me home from work. Who knew what she was thinking? Well now we do.

As I was driving Daphne home from work yesterday (doctor's orders after the C-section), she excitedly pulled up her shirt and showed me her semi-flat belly, at the same time casually mentioning that she had hopped on the scale that morning and had already lost 16 pounds. (I waited about 3 months to attempt this after my son was born, and it took me another 3 months to recover from the number blinking back at me.)

Well, sibling rivalry does not begin to cover the envy and jealousy (and did I mention envy?) that I had after she told me this! I jokingly asked her to get out of my car and then reconsidered when I realized we were on a busy section of Hollywood Blvd.  I have to hand it to Daphne; she only gained 32 pounds with Rex, and I gained over 50 when my son Charlie was born. (He is 11 now.) I was on a non-stop quest for prime rib and hot fudge sundaes when I was pregnant. So what took me a couple of years to achieve, she did in a week and half. Is it just me, or are you thinking it too… how dare she?