About Hot by Thirty

  • Desperate not to spend another summer hiding out in fat and/or maternity clothes, I'm determined to drop thirty pounds of baby weight by my thirtieth birthday- July 18, 2009. How unfortunate, then, that I prefer to spend nap time in front of my television with a vat of ice cream. But I've lost these same thirty pounds twice before and I can do it again. I shall do this by steering clear of white flour and sugar and moving my stumpy legs as fast as they will go on our new treadmill. In front of the television, of course. You can also find me at mightymaggie.com.

Beyond The Baby Weight

  • Week 10: June 1
  • Week Six: May 11
  • Week Five: May 4
    There was no Week Five
  • Week Four: April 27
  • Week Three: April 20
  • Week Two: April 13
  • Week One: April 5
  • Starting Weight: March 30

Weigh In

  • Week 21
  • FEBRUARY 13, 2009
  • Week 19
  • Week 18
  • Week 17
  • Week 16
  • Week 15
  • Week 14
  • Week 13
  • Week 12
  • Week 11
  • Week Ten
  • Week Nine aka After Thanksgiving
  • Week Eight
  • Week Seven
  • Week Six
    Wait. Was there a week six? Oops.
  • Week Five
  • Week Four
  • Week Three
  • Week Two
  • Week One
  • Starting Weight

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October 01, 2008


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Too bad for you, I am leaving you a compliment anyway, because I think you are adorableness personified and as god is my witness someday the planets will align and we will get all gussied up TOGETHER and go out to the feather boaingest place we can find and we will be STUNNING.


But you are pretty! Have you not seen the adorableness of your children? They look like you!

I am not a fan of the center of attention either. It is the only thing I don't like about being pregnant. People in grocery stores think they can talk to me.


I'm always like that. I dress down so much that when I actually do dress up people look at me funny and ask what special occasion I'm going to! I understand completely so I won't bother telling you that you're cute as a button! One of my goals for next summer is to look fabulous in a strapless dress and tank tops-I've always hated my arms. Off to Target to buy a scale!


Okay, so I'm following your wishes and not writing a compliment. I'm thinking one but not leaving it. So there.

Anyway, I used to totally be the same way, I dressed down didn't totally care about how I looked but then one day I had an epiphany courtesy of Bergdorf's: you don't dress for other people but for yourself. Now I'm that annoying person who heats her lash curler with a hair dryer to get the perfect doe eye and pounds New York City pavement in five inch heels. I'm not saying go toss on a pair of Louboutins and an attitude, you have children and that would be unreasonable (unless you're Laura Bennett). Pretty isn't a lost cause nor is it relegated to dinner theatre, you're pretty every single day. There, I lied, it's a compliment, deal with it.

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