Thursday, August 4, 2011

Ramblings of an Overweight House Wife

1st off I just want to apologize for all the random posts yesterday. I am in the middle of organizing this blog and it has been made a tad harder because the link tool I was using before is no longer free so I had to use photoshop to create my own thing. I am close to being finished. I just ask you to bear with me because the end result will be totally worth it! Tutorials and printables will be much easier to locate when I am finished.

Every once in a while, I share what has been on my mind. Today you will be privileged enough to read about how I feel about being overweight.  Let's face it people, I am FAT larger;)

So here is a funny story. The day after I had given birth to my son, I was taking a shower at the hospital and I got out and dried myself off. There are no mirrors in the maternity hospital bathroom wing and I think there was a reason for that. I thought, "Holy cow! I am sooooooo skinny! My stomach is so flat!" People, keep in mind I literally had just given birth like 6 hours ago. So, I come strutting out of the bathroom and say, "BABE! Look how skinny I am!" He just looked at me like I was crazy and said "Yeeaaahhh?" I just ignored his response thinking how great I looked and how everyone was going to be amazed at how flat my stomach was. When we were finally at home and I climbed out of the shower, I was confronted with my naked body in a full length mirror. I just bust up laughing. In that moment I understood what my husband was thinking.  I had been deceived of my stomach's smallness because I suddenly could see my toes and could bend down and dry my feet without straining over a huge bump! Seeing myself in the mirror, I realized I had a LOOOONNNGGG way to go to getting back into my pre-pregnant pants. I hated that mirror after that;) BUT I still think the hospital was genius in not having a mirror in the bathroom so I couldn't see my naked body and fall into a fit of despair. Whoa is me! The nurses would have come rushing down the hall, "We need a self esteem boost in room 711 STAT! Another new mom just saw herself in a mirror and is in a fit of despair!" 

When people ask about my family, I always say I am the fat on in the family. Seriously, I am. I have 1 sister who has the metabolism of a teenage boy. She can eat ice cream and loose weight! She is 5' 9"ish and super skinny, like around a size 1 or 2. I compare her to body to most models.

My other sister is probably a size 2 or 3. She's about 5' 6". She is my blogging buddy:) I love her guts, but seriously, can you PLEASE gain like 5 lbs for me:)

My other sister is a little more 'normal' in size. She's 5' 10" ish about a size 5 or 6 normally (she just had a baby so she is working her way down again). BUT she has abs to kill for! I am not joking. 6 kids and the woman still has a six pack. I am not exaggerating. I have seen it with my own eyes.

So, I guess the thing is, I am sick of worrying about every bit I put into my mouth

"...keeping track of every calorie so I know how much self loathing to take into the shower. I have no interest in being obese...." (quote from Eat, Pray, Love)

It is time to woman up and stop comparing myself to people. Here is the real thing, I threw in all the good physical qualities of my sisters, but when I am comparing their best to my worst, I fall short. So, here is something about myself that my sisters talk about. I have the firmest buttocks around. No joke, it is like touching a cement, because it is that hard. Don't know why, but it just is that way. So, next time you are comparing your flabby abs to your rock star sister with 6 kids and a 6 pack. Don't forget to compare your rock hard buttocks to their flabby not so rock hard buttocks. (I didn't want to give them a complex about their buttocks;) Or better just, just stop comparing yourself and find joy in the fact that as of today you have lost a total of 16 pounds! There is reason to rejoice when fellow gym rats notice and comment on your weight loss;)

1 comment:

The Matthews Family said...

Here's my problem-- I don't necessarily compare myself to other girls, I compare myself to the OLD me! And it's not just the way I look, it's how I feel and how unhealthy I know I am! Moving to Michigan totally threw me off my healthy track and I just feel horrible again! Austin leaves for rotations from September until December, so I've already decided that I'm going to get back to eating better and hitting the gym every day! I want to look better by the time he gets back PLUS it will give me something to do every day so hopefully time goes by faster! : )

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