Anita
01-21-2007, 06:47 PM
Okay everyone,
This is the beginning of my prepping for surgery. and I want to unload some things off of my chest (not my boobs though! I'd like to keep those just the way they are.).....
I've yo-yo'd all my life w/weight, but have NEVER gotten this extreme. I would like to list some of the pros & cons that have effected my life due to my weight gain:
I won't have to buy bicyle shorts to wear under my skirts to keep my thighs form rubbing together & causing a rash & then having to walk around in a straddled position as if I've just dismounted a horse for the first time. I also won't have to invest in doctor-perscribed cream for said rash as well.
I can't wait for the day when I WON't tear up photos of myself & actually be able to admire them again for the person I am (inside & out). And...get to the weight where I WAN'T to have a profesional family portrait taken. Before my girls are too old & I have to hire "stand-in kids".
I won't be able to use the joke: Inside of me is a skinny woman just begging to get out, but I can usually shut the bitch up w/cookies.
I won't be calling myself "big mama" anymore & will have to come up w/a new kick-butt name.
I won't miss using the handicap bathroom stall & having to straddle the toilet to wipe, feeling like I look like a giraffe when it drinks from a watering hole. Discriptive, I know, but it is what it is folks. I've always wondered why big women that weren't hadicapped at all used the hadicap stalls. Now I know.
I can't wait for the day when I will feel comfortable enough to go horseback riding w/out feeling that I HAVE to ask for a Draft horse. Note: One day I will own a Percheron horse & not because they can handle heavy weight, but because they are gentle giants.
I will be able again to go on a kiddie roller coaster w/my children w/out having to drape my legs in the empty car in front of us & praying that when the ride stops, my husband can easily extract me.
I've never, in all my life been able to do a split. Although I've come very close, this is on my "things to do before I die" list.
I can't wait for the day when I can bend over to tie my sneakers again without having to come up gasping for air because I wansn't able to tie them fast enough.
I also can't wait to be in good enough shape to start riding my bicycle again w/out looking as if I'm riding w/no seat!
I am also looking forward to attending karate classes for adults, once I stretch & feel more limber. This goes for skiing as well. Which I'm sure I'll be in tip-top shape once my girls are old enough & ready to ski.
I also can't wait to "down-size" the size of my underwear. You know you need help when you toss your underwear across the room to the hamper & they open up in mid-air & float to the floor like an open parachute!!! My husband & I just stood there in shock watching it sway back & forth as it floated to the ground. We had such a laugh over that & the only thing that was misssing was a green plastic parra-trooper! It never happened again since & you certainly can't make this stuff up.
I also can't wait to sit in a plastic garden chair w/out fear of it breaking or giving out. The same can be said for sitting in chairs w/arms & having the arms dig into my hips. OH!!!! And....sitting in a plane!!! My husband & I won't have to take turns eating because of lack of arm space!
One of the things I mostly look forward to...is being able to take a bath w/the waterline up to my chin!!! Ok, I'm not even going to go there except to say that I won't be needing to use one of the girls' sand pails to pour water over my neck & shoulders.
I also look forward to driving my car w/out having the steeringwheel rub on top of my thighs every time I turn.
I love to sprint, but I'm looking forward to being able to enjoy running w/out feeling like a Shar Pei dog w/all those wrinkles that, when I stop, I have to wait for my fat to catch up to me!
Last, but not least...I pray my bras will hold out for 3 more months after surgery (and then, I will BURN them!). The darn things are so bloody expensive & no matter how you adjust the straps, I'm constantly pulling them onto my shoulders throughout the day! In other words, I CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE MY SHOULDERS BACK AGAIN!!!
Ahhhhhhhhhhh....I feel much better & will continue adding onto this thread as my surgery date nears & thereafter.
Anita
January 26, 2007
I took my 2 year old to her class @ Creative Play in Quogue & for a girl who wanted nothing to do w/the trampoline & zip-line in the past, was sure making up for lost time. Parents usually go on the trampoline & sit on the rail while the kiddies are jumping around. Allison climbs up the steps & crawls onto the mat & looks back @ me all excited to come in & join her too
(I was so hoping that she'd be ok w/me just standing outside & supporting her, but I was wrong). Not to be the fat mom that won't participate & dissapoint my angel....Oh wait! Let me mentally paint this picture for you.....I'm wearing a brown cotton skirt w/white ankle socks & a sweater (my now normal dress). As I delicately crawl in smiling, I roll onto the center of the trampoline, skirt in air!!! I sure pulled that sucker down in a flash. Well, getting in was a lot easier than getting out. Allsion went in 4 times!!! I finally got smart & learned my lesson to tuck my skirt between my legs as I got in. Whew!
Waiting for the day when I can comfortably wear leggings once again & enter & exit the trampoline w/out making a production of it.
Will keep you posted as more "Anita's Laws" occur.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
I'm getting our 4 yr old ready for pre-k & asked if she brushed her "dragon breath" from her mouth? She comes over all smiles & blows on me at which point I fall back onto the bed as if she's killed me w/her breath. We find this very funny & continue two more times until I'm laying on the bed w/the worst left leg charlie horse I've ever experienced!!! My husband is laughing hysterically as I'm rubbing, punching & doing everything I can think of to rid this pain. Once it was all over, we all had a good laugh. Hmmmmm......
This is the beginning of my prepping for surgery. and I want to unload some things off of my chest (not my boobs though! I'd like to keep those just the way they are.).....
I've yo-yo'd all my life w/weight, but have NEVER gotten this extreme. I would like to list some of the pros & cons that have effected my life due to my weight gain:
I won't have to buy bicyle shorts to wear under my skirts to keep my thighs form rubbing together & causing a rash & then having to walk around in a straddled position as if I've just dismounted a horse for the first time. I also won't have to invest in doctor-perscribed cream for said rash as well.
I can't wait for the day when I WON't tear up photos of myself & actually be able to admire them again for the person I am (inside & out). And...get to the weight where I WAN'T to have a profesional family portrait taken. Before my girls are too old & I have to hire "stand-in kids".
I won't be able to use the joke: Inside of me is a skinny woman just begging to get out, but I can usually shut the bitch up w/cookies.
I won't be calling myself "big mama" anymore & will have to come up w/a new kick-butt name.
I won't miss using the handicap bathroom stall & having to straddle the toilet to wipe, feeling like I look like a giraffe when it drinks from a watering hole. Discriptive, I know, but it is what it is folks. I've always wondered why big women that weren't hadicapped at all used the hadicap stalls. Now I know.
I can't wait for the day when I will feel comfortable enough to go horseback riding w/out feeling that I HAVE to ask for a Draft horse. Note: One day I will own a Percheron horse & not because they can handle heavy weight, but because they are gentle giants.
I will be able again to go on a kiddie roller coaster w/my children w/out having to drape my legs in the empty car in front of us & praying that when the ride stops, my husband can easily extract me.
I've never, in all my life been able to do a split. Although I've come very close, this is on my "things to do before I die" list.
I can't wait for the day when I can bend over to tie my sneakers again without having to come up gasping for air because I wansn't able to tie them fast enough.
I also can't wait to be in good enough shape to start riding my bicycle again w/out looking as if I'm riding w/no seat!
I am also looking forward to attending karate classes for adults, once I stretch & feel more limber. This goes for skiing as well. Which I'm sure I'll be in tip-top shape once my girls are old enough & ready to ski.
I also can't wait to "down-size" the size of my underwear. You know you need help when you toss your underwear across the room to the hamper & they open up in mid-air & float to the floor like an open parachute!!! My husband & I just stood there in shock watching it sway back & forth as it floated to the ground. We had such a laugh over that & the only thing that was misssing was a green plastic parra-trooper! It never happened again since & you certainly can't make this stuff up.
I also can't wait to sit in a plastic garden chair w/out fear of it breaking or giving out. The same can be said for sitting in chairs w/arms & having the arms dig into my hips. OH!!!! And....sitting in a plane!!! My husband & I won't have to take turns eating because of lack of arm space!
One of the things I mostly look forward to...is being able to take a bath w/the waterline up to my chin!!! Ok, I'm not even going to go there except to say that I won't be needing to use one of the girls' sand pails to pour water over my neck & shoulders.
I also look forward to driving my car w/out having the steeringwheel rub on top of my thighs every time I turn.
I love to sprint, but I'm looking forward to being able to enjoy running w/out feeling like a Shar Pei dog w/all those wrinkles that, when I stop, I have to wait for my fat to catch up to me!
Last, but not least...I pray my bras will hold out for 3 more months after surgery (and then, I will BURN them!). The darn things are so bloody expensive & no matter how you adjust the straps, I'm constantly pulling them onto my shoulders throughout the day! In other words, I CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE MY SHOULDERS BACK AGAIN!!!
Ahhhhhhhhhhh....I feel much better & will continue adding onto this thread as my surgery date nears & thereafter.
Anita
January 26, 2007
I took my 2 year old to her class @ Creative Play in Quogue & for a girl who wanted nothing to do w/the trampoline & zip-line in the past, was sure making up for lost time. Parents usually go on the trampoline & sit on the rail while the kiddies are jumping around. Allison climbs up the steps & crawls onto the mat & looks back @ me all excited to come in & join her too
(I was so hoping that she'd be ok w/me just standing outside & supporting her, but I was wrong). Not to be the fat mom that won't participate & dissapoint my angel....Oh wait! Let me mentally paint this picture for you.....I'm wearing a brown cotton skirt w/white ankle socks & a sweater (my now normal dress). As I delicately crawl in smiling, I roll onto the center of the trampoline, skirt in air!!! I sure pulled that sucker down in a flash. Well, getting in was a lot easier than getting out. Allsion went in 4 times!!! I finally got smart & learned my lesson to tuck my skirt between my legs as I got in. Whew!
Waiting for the day when I can comfortably wear leggings once again & enter & exit the trampoline w/out making a production of it.
Will keep you posted as more "Anita's Laws" occur.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
I'm getting our 4 yr old ready for pre-k & asked if she brushed her "dragon breath" from her mouth? She comes over all smiles & blows on me at which point I fall back onto the bed as if she's killed me w/her breath. We find this very funny & continue two more times until I'm laying on the bed w/the worst left leg charlie horse I've ever experienced!!! My husband is laughing hysterically as I'm rubbing, punching & doing everything I can think of to rid this pain. Once it was all over, we all had a good laugh. Hmmmmm......