FollowI don't have a six pack. I have a full keg in my belly. For some reason, I am naturally endowed with a big tummy. Ever since I was a child my front pack is always sticking out. Now that I'm still little but years older, it seems to have grown into an enormous mass. Massage attendants often run after me to remind me pregnant women can't be massaged. Grrr!
People often walk up to me with smiles pasted on their faces, "Hey, you're pregnant! How many months na?" After a sigh, depending on my mood I tell them I'm not. Sometimes when it's a stranger asking me nicely I say a white lie, nod my head and tell them I'm 3 months pregnant. I have already gone to the doctor to check if she left a towel inside and she says I'm perfectly fine. She then discusses my extreme options - liposuction or tummy tuck. Yes, that extreme!
So for now I try to sit up straight and suck my breath till I feel my chest is actually bigger than my tummy. My yoga instructor taught me if you tilt your pelvic bone slightly outward it will tighten the hamstrings and make you look taller and slimmer – for now that would do.