Sunday evening at dinner, I told the girls I was about five pounds up from my pre-pregnancy weight. A high number to be sure, but not bad considering all the stress, depression and ghetto ass drama I’ve been dealing with the last six months.
Well it appears the Law of Attraction overheard our dinner conversation because it would be just six hours later before I would start puking my guts out. Here I am three days later and five pounds lighter. Thank you, LOA!
Now if you just focus on my main vibration. It is my only request. I already have the dress picked out.