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;)