One thing I've never been really open about?
My weight.
*collective sigh*
Every woman thinks there is something wrong with her body, right? Too fat, too thin too tall, too short, big hips, no chest ... the list goes on.
We beat ourselves up, daily, when we look into the mirror or catch a glance as we go by a window reflection on the street.
There is a way we compare ourselves to other women, and look for faults to ensure we are "prettier" in our own minds.
Right?
Or, am I the only one that's mentally unstable like this?
Growing up, I was (in looking back now) a healthy weight for my size. Of course, at the time I compared myself to ever other girl and found myself lacking.
When I was pregnant with Kati, I ate for all. I put on a bit more than I should have and then became toxemic. From a Thursday appt. to the following Tuesday's appt, I gained 21 pounds of fluid. And of course, the nurse was more than happy to loudly announce the time frame and weight gain to the entire waiting room.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Total weight gain with Kati?
5 pounds baby
25 pounds baby fat
45 pounds fluid
You do the math.
About time I reached the 40 pound weight loss mark, congratulations. Yes, that's a positive on the pregnancy test.
Welcome back to the frailly, Jonathan and 30 pounds.
Both of which have hung around since then.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
I started dialysis, got approved for the transplant program in Denver but was "on hold" until I reached a certain BMI count. Problem is, I'm real susceptible to sugar (which is the main component of PD fluid) and WHAM! BAM! Thank you Ma'am!
30 ponds in 2 months gained.
Practically a record.
So.
I had me a situation. I had to figure out how to lost weight, understanding I Was already taking in about 600 calories a day in just doing dialysis.
Unfair?
Heck yeah..
That's like 3 Snickers bars or something. If I have to eat those calories, should be able to enjoy them. Not do dialysis and eat an apple- and be done.
So for the last 12 months I've been fighting the fight.
And today, I'm happy to announce that I Reached a milestone.
As of today, I've lost 75 pounds.
Seventy-five.
From a size 26/28, to rughly an 18/20. I tried on John's shirts today, in a Large, and they fit. Decently.
My next goal?
To be able to wear one of his dress shirts, comfortably, to bed.
Like I used to.
Al long, long time ago.
I still have a ways to go, but honestly? I never thought this day would come. It's been really hard, although having surgery and a rough recovery seems to have kick started my metabolism or something ...
But.
Today, we celebrate.
Seventy-five.
or what body image issue have you overcome (or working at)?
I'm sure others would love to offer support or celebrate with you!
Let's talk!
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