I'm overweight. I carry my weight in my stomach. I try to avoid tight clothes at all costs and buy large tops. I would do XL but they usually are too long. I got a Fitbit with the hopes that I could challenge myself to get steps in and exercise more. I try to take my lunches and not eat fast food. (Except Chick Fil A. They don't count. Everybody knows chicken is healthy. )
My son and husband do a great job of encouraging me and Ethan daily tells me how pretty I am.
I forget all of that and can't remember their voices when someone asks me the forbidden question. "Are you pregnant?" That one question reminds me that I need to lose at least 15 pounds and that I am indeed overweight. I've had people argue with me that I am pregnant. I've had people ask me days after coming back from maternity leave. And recently I had someone say, "Aww, I had no idea you were expecting again?!" I know it sounds like a catty thing and I need to "get over it" but I share this to educate. Do not ask a woman if she's pregnant even if she looks like she is due any day now. It could be a hernia. Or like me November 2012, she could be in the middle of a miscarriage. So unless someone has told you beforehand, hold the congratulations. You could save yourself a lot of embarrassment. And for them, some tears in their pillow at night.
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