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While I was home for Christmas, I bought a selection of nursing bras as I didn't trust my ability to find decent ones in Ireland. I can't find decent REGULAR bras for plus sized women in Dublin, so how would I ever find NURSING bras! Some of the books I read suggested that I might want to being wearing them before the baby comes as they are more supportive and such. Well, we'll see. Are these bras for plus sized mommies really more supportive or are they just enlarged versions of the skinny mom's bras? Would we be better off sticking with our Lane Bryant's finest?
So, over the next few weeks, I'm going to battle it out between 4 nursing bras bought at Motherhood in Syracuse, NY. I tried them all one before purchase, but as well big mama's know, you really need to WEAR a bra before you know how well it feels.
The four style of bra to be included in the battle are:
1. The normal old nursing bra
2. The racer back sports nursing bra
3. The lacey-sexy underwire nursing bra
4. The night time sleeping nursing bra
I'll even throw in a black sheep, the NORMAL, big lady, non-nursing bra as number 5 for good measure!
Each of these 5 bras will be rated on it's comfort, support, need to be adjusted constatanly, ease of unsnapping for nursing and attractiveness.
Let the battle begin!!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Idiosyncracies
I don't know about you, but I've noticed that since getting pregnant, I sneeze at least once a day. It's the most bizarre thing. I know that the membranes or such in your nose tend to constrict when you're pregnant, making nose breathing more difficult for many, but I didn't expect it to make me sneeze all the time!
On a personal note, my mother is having surgery today to combat cancer, so I'm a bit of a bag a weasles and have been telling everyone so they can pray for her. I know it'll go fine and I have trust that it will be a successful surgery, I just wish I could be there. Maybe my growing belly would give her something to smile about after surgery!
But on an EXCITING note, I have my big 20 week scan tomorrow (though I'm 22 weeks)! I'm actually glad I'm doing it a few weeks late as the baby will be bigger and hopefully be easier to see through all my excess fat. The only thing I'm not looking forward to is the full bladder I'm supposed to have during the scan. I HATE that gotta pee feeling!
On a personal note, my mother is having surgery today to combat cancer, so I'm a bit of a bag a weasles and have been telling everyone so they can pray for her. I know it'll go fine and I have trust that it will be a successful surgery, I just wish I could be there. Maybe my growing belly would give her something to smile about after surgery!
But on an EXCITING note, I have my big 20 week scan tomorrow (though I'm 22 weeks)! I'm actually glad I'm doing it a few weeks late as the baby will be bigger and hopefully be easier to see through all my excess fat. The only thing I'm not looking forward to is the full bladder I'm supposed to have during the scan. I HATE that gotta pee feeling!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Love Me, Love My Pillows
When I went home for Christmas, my mother took me to Babie's R Us to have me pick out a diaper bag as a baby gift. While there, we came across the Boppy Pregnancy Wedge Pillow that is meant to support your belly while you are sleeping on your side. I had read that a woman's best friends are her pillows while she is pregnant, so I thought this might be a good thing to have for my belly as it gets bigger.
I couldn't have been more right. This thing has made my sleeping life so much more pleasant. I can wedge it right under my belly, which really has been keeping my hip from hurting! The problem is, I really want another one for my other side. I'm a sleep on my back kinda girl, so i tend to toss and turn now that I have to sleep on my side. So I go back and forth between my left and right sides all night long. What that means is I have to bring the Boppy with me every time I turn...which as you can imagine is a big pain. So now I want another one that I can just wedge in to my other side so it'll be there, waiting for me as I flip over, as welcoming as an old friend.
I really have been amazed at how much I love pillows right now. I sleep with two under my head, one between my knees (ladies who don't do this, DO IT!!!), the Boppy on one side, and then one to hug which makes me happy. Last night, I added another pillow to the alternative side of the Boppy to support me if I want to lean back on it to "pretend" I'm sleeping on my back, and for the most part (barring the time I woke up nauseous, long story), I slept like...well, a baby.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Meet the Dietician
My first meeting with my obstetrician, I asked about diet, as I'm concerned about (well, in THIS case):
1. Gaining too much weight
2. High blood pressure
3. Gestational diabetes
I really want to try and have a good diet to avoid as many pregnancy complications as possible. So, he set me up with a dietician.
I had my appointment with her today which was really good. She said what I'm eating in general is pretty good but that I should limit the amount of milk I drink to 700 millileters per day.... did I mention I'm craving milk? Too much milk isn't good because of the sugar in milk, apparently! Her basic thing for me was for me to try and avoid or limit sugars. She wants me to eat 2 portions of red meat a week, which I usually don't do, but she felt the iron intake was important... so I'll try. I have her number so I can ring her when I need to, which is nice.
What I really liked, was her confidence in her knowledge. As you know, a little bit of knowledge can be a dangerous thing, and I found myself asking her about unpasturized honey, eggs, mayonaise, peanuts and Ribena. She said that she's annoyed with those who hear something and then go and write a huge article about it, scaring people and giving them wrong information.
Like honey, I read to avoid unpasturized honey. Where the hell do you find that? Ok, here's the fact as per my dietician. For the first year to 2 years of a babies life, they do not have enough acid in their stomach to eat up the bits of botulism in honey, but an adults stomach does. So you don't give honey to a baby, but to eat it while pregnant is fine. Yippie!
Or peanuts: The research they've done on peanuts is inconclusive because those in the study already had a history of peanut allergy in their family. So maybe you should avoid eating peanuts if there are people in your family that have allergies.
So, I have to say, I'm a fan of my dietician. She even put up with my bitch that it took me 30 mintues to find a parking space and that it's a saftey hazard as you're waiting in the middle of the road to pull into their parking lot and if you were hit by a car waiting, the hospital could technically be liable...etc.
1. Gaining too much weight
2. High blood pressure
3. Gestational diabetes
I really want to try and have a good diet to avoid as many pregnancy complications as possible. So, he set me up with a dietician.
I had my appointment with her today which was really good. She said what I'm eating in general is pretty good but that I should limit the amount of milk I drink to 700 millileters per day.... did I mention I'm craving milk? Too much milk isn't good because of the sugar in milk, apparently! Her basic thing for me was for me to try and avoid or limit sugars. She wants me to eat 2 portions of red meat a week, which I usually don't do, but she felt the iron intake was important... so I'll try. I have her number so I can ring her when I need to, which is nice.
What I really liked, was her confidence in her knowledge. As you know, a little bit of knowledge can be a dangerous thing, and I found myself asking her about unpasturized honey, eggs, mayonaise, peanuts and Ribena. She said that she's annoyed with those who hear something and then go and write a huge article about it, scaring people and giving them wrong information.
Like honey, I read to avoid unpasturized honey. Where the hell do you find that? Ok, here's the fact as per my dietician. For the first year to 2 years of a babies life, they do not have enough acid in their stomach to eat up the bits of botulism in honey, but an adults stomach does. So you don't give honey to a baby, but to eat it while pregnant is fine. Yippie!
Or peanuts: The research they've done on peanuts is inconclusive because those in the study already had a history of peanut allergy in their family. So maybe you should avoid eating peanuts if there are people in your family that have allergies.
So, I have to say, I'm a fan of my dietician. She even put up with my bitch that it took me 30 mintues to find a parking space and that it's a saftey hazard as you're waiting in the middle of the road to pull into their parking lot and if you were hit by a car waiting, the hospital could technically be liable...etc.
What Have You Done With My Energy!?
I remember reading all the books I bought upon finding out that I was pregnant, that the first three months are a very tired 3 months. Your body is starting to create a placenta which takes a lot of energy and makes every pregnant woman very tired. Yup. I definitely had that. But when does it go away? I though my energy was getting better but these past few weeks I've been wrecked. I'm assuming Baby is just having a growth spurt or something, but when does it end!? I get home from work, and if I sit down...it's all over. Yesterday I fell asleep around 6pm and woke up to eat some dinner and watch TV a bit.
I know i need to just force myself to get out and walk around a bit...or join the community rec centre down the road for their Wednesday aqua aerobics. Now that I've thought it, I suppose the next step is to actually DO it.
I want my energy back.
I know i need to just force myself to get out and walk around a bit...or join the community rec centre down the road for their Wednesday aqua aerobics. Now that I've thought it, I suppose the next step is to actually DO it.
I want my energy back.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Missing Out
Thursday night, my company hosted an informal information meeting for parents of the students who come to our classes. One of the mom's who came as been with us for just about a year now and I'm very fond of her family. I haven't seen this mom since July, when I headed home for my wedding, so we had a nice chat and I told her I was 20 weeks pregnant. She opens up her jacket and states 'I'm 25 weeks!' and there before me is the PERFECT baby bump! Now, this mom is little to begin with, but this bump is round and just lovely.
It is normal to be envious of a woman's baby bump? I do admit it is one thing that I feel I'm missing out on. Being that I already had a sizable bump prior to becoming pregnant, I don't feel I look as pregnant as other women. Or at least, people will most likely attribute my growing bump as a 'fat bump' and not a 'pregnant bump.' I do wish for that perfect bump, one that people will see which instantly shouts PREGNANT to those around. Instead, I've got the bump that people won't come up to with a huge 'congratulations' for a fear of hurting my feelings. I have to wait for that congrats until after I state 'I'm pregnant.' THEN do I get the laud, but only then.
So now I find myself starting jealously at the woman at the doctors with their bumps out to high heaven and their skinny rest-of-self. What would I give for someone I don't know to automatically just know that I'm pregnant. I keep on hoping that as the pregnancy progresses, that my baby belly will become more obvious and that at least one or two people will assume I'm pregnant without worrying they're wrong.
It is normal to be envious of a woman's baby bump? I do admit it is one thing that I feel I'm missing out on. Being that I already had a sizable bump prior to becoming pregnant, I don't feel I look as pregnant as other women. Or at least, people will most likely attribute my growing bump as a 'fat bump' and not a 'pregnant bump.' I do wish for that perfect bump, one that people will see which instantly shouts PREGNANT to those around. Instead, I've got the bump that people won't come up to with a huge 'congratulations' for a fear of hurting my feelings. I have to wait for that congrats until after I state 'I'm pregnant.' THEN do I get the laud, but only then.
So now I find myself starting jealously at the woman at the doctors with their bumps out to high heaven and their skinny rest-of-self. What would I give for someone I don't know to automatically just know that I'm pregnant. I keep on hoping that as the pregnancy progresses, that my baby belly will become more obvious and that at least one or two people will assume I'm pregnant without worrying they're wrong.
Milk and Muffins
So far, I really haven't had a huge cravings hit. Either that, or I'm not sure what to expect. I kind of figured I'd suddenly have an urge to consume a certain type of food that I must have NOW or be miserable forever without. But maybe I should expect a more subtle craving? For example, the other night at our BookCrossing Ireland meetup, someone mentioned muffins, and I thought to myself (kinda like Monica when she was in the bubble bath with Chandler), 'muffins? I could go for muffins.' Rob and I then headed out to a corner shop after the meetup to consume muffins. Yum! Since then, I smell baked goods everywhere.
My other craving at the moment has to be milk, or really dairy products in general, but mainly milk. And not skim milk, which I usually drink. For some reason, skim milk has become not enough for me, so I've gone up to 'low fat' milk, which seems to do the trick at the moment. I'm assuming Baby is telling me I need calcium, or such.
I have to say, though, I mostly concerned about eating too much of the wrong thing to encourage a trigger in gestational diabetes. I know that it is much more likely that I will get gestational diabetes as a large pregnant woman, and I would like to do what I can to avoid it. Unfortunately, the books pretty much say to get rid of sugar. Eating sugar can increase the size of your baby and trigger gestational diabetes. So, unfortunately, I cannot follow in the footsteps of my mother here and gorge on Reese's Peanut Butter Cups like I'd LOVE to. I do have a very serious sweet tooth (which is probably a strong reason for why I'm obese in the first place) and would love nothing more than to sit down with a tin of Cadbury's Roses (if you've never had them, you MUST!!!), but I'm doing my best to think of the baby.
At the moment, I haven't been able to give up on sweets altogether, but am trying to only have them in significant moderation and only when I've already eaten something. Eating sugar on an empty stomach only makes your blood sugar spike which can't be good for baby. I wish I read that earlier in my pregnancy, but well, I can't worry about that now. I just need to focus on the weeks ahead.
My other craving at the moment has to be milk, or really dairy products in general, but mainly milk. And not skim milk, which I usually drink. For some reason, skim milk has become not enough for me, so I've gone up to 'low fat' milk, which seems to do the trick at the moment. I'm assuming Baby is telling me I need calcium, or such.
I have to say, though, I mostly concerned about eating too much of the wrong thing to encourage a trigger in gestational diabetes. I know that it is much more likely that I will get gestational diabetes as a large pregnant woman, and I would like to do what I can to avoid it. Unfortunately, the books pretty much say to get rid of sugar. Eating sugar can increase the size of your baby and trigger gestational diabetes. So, unfortunately, I cannot follow in the footsteps of my mother here and gorge on Reese's Peanut Butter Cups like I'd LOVE to. I do have a very serious sweet tooth (which is probably a strong reason for why I'm obese in the first place) and would love nothing more than to sit down with a tin of Cadbury's Roses (if you've never had them, you MUST!!!), but I'm doing my best to think of the baby.
At the moment, I haven't been able to give up on sweets altogether, but am trying to only have them in significant moderation and only when I've already eaten something. Eating sugar on an empty stomach only makes your blood sugar spike which can't be good for baby. I wish I read that earlier in my pregnancy, but well, I can't worry about that now. I just need to focus on the weeks ahead.
Morning Sickness
I was surprisingly lucky my first trimester....no morning sickness! Speaking to my mother, she told me she never had any either, so I guess I must have some good genes in there somewhere. I never did have to run to the bathroom. The nausea hit me more subtly, I suppose. When my stomach was empty, I would feel sick, which would make me not want to eat anything. So then when I forced myself to eat something, I would feel more nauseated for a while, but nothing ever came up, thankfully.
I've heard many horror stories about morning sickness and was just waiting for it to come. I'm supposing this has more to do with genetics then with my size, but I did read that taking a B complex vitamin and eating little but often to make sure your stomach always has something in it does help to reduce nausea. It apparently worked for me!
I'm still trying to do the little but often approach to eating. Actually, I find that I can't eat much at one sitting now anyways. Rob will put a meal in front of me, and I can only eat half of what I used to eat (which is probably a good thing) before my stomach starts screaming at me to stop. My only concern is that I do actually get enough calories for the baby. I'm sure I am, as I'm probably used to what a big person eats and am not used to normal portions. If only I could hire myself a personal chef to teach me all about portions for a month. But so far, having multiple meals has seemed to work. I never get too hungry (well, that's not quite true, sometimes at work I don't get lunch early enough and then I become the big pregnant hunger bitch), but I'm usually pretty good at keeping something in my stomach. So for now it looks like that's the method I'll be sticking with.
I've heard many horror stories about morning sickness and was just waiting for it to come. I'm supposing this has more to do with genetics then with my size, but I did read that taking a B complex vitamin and eating little but often to make sure your stomach always has something in it does help to reduce nausea. It apparently worked for me!
I'm still trying to do the little but often approach to eating. Actually, I find that I can't eat much at one sitting now anyways. Rob will put a meal in front of me, and I can only eat half of what I used to eat (which is probably a good thing) before my stomach starts screaming at me to stop. My only concern is that I do actually get enough calories for the baby. I'm sure I am, as I'm probably used to what a big person eats and am not used to normal portions. If only I could hire myself a personal chef to teach me all about portions for a month. But so far, having multiple meals has seemed to work. I never get too hungry (well, that's not quite true, sometimes at work I don't get lunch early enough and then I become the big pregnant hunger bitch), but I'm usually pretty good at keeping something in my stomach. So for now it looks like that's the method I'll be sticking with.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Did You Know?
According to a British obstetrician I saw on TV the other night, that occasionally, a woman will be too large for just one birthing table, and they'll have to put two together. I think that might just be my newest nightmare. I can't remember the name of the doctor, or the news program for that matter, but at least I can blame it on what I call Baby Brain! It is amazing how stupid this kid is making me. I've always had a bit of a problem with remembering words, but now, I'm forgetting words, events, people ALL the time! When I have one of these 'pregnancy moments' I find myself telling people, 'sorry, baby's eating my brains.'
Oh yes, and FYI, it is perfectly acceptable to ask the person taking your blood pressure for the large pressure cuff. They DO exsist and they are MUCH more comfortable...well, I suppose as comfortable as getting your blood pressure taken can be...
Oh yes, and FYI, it is perfectly acceptable to ask the person taking your blood pressure for the large pressure cuff. They DO exsist and they are MUCH more comfortable...well, I suppose as comfortable as getting your blood pressure taken can be...
Friday, January 9, 2009
Best Day of My Life
The best day of my life, I remember very clearly. October 6, 2008. I remember that date because it was the day I cut off 16 inches of my hair to donate to Locks of Love in honor of my mother who had been diagnosed with cancer 4 days before my wedding. It was the day I peed on a stick that told me I was expecting a baby.
Most people say that their wedding day is the best day of their life, and mine was pretty darned good, but to be honest, it was hampered by the news of my mom's upcoming ordeals. But, her and my father were by my side, I had my amazing friends and family around me, and I was marrying the man I love... so all in all, it was worth it. :)
To me, though, the moment that digital EPT stick blinked on 'pregnant,' my eyes flooded with tears of joy. Just remembering the moment gets me a little bleary. I have to admit, I am one lucky woman. I did not even imagine that I would get pregnant so easily! Rob and I were married on August 16, 2008. Previous to marrying, we had discussed our desire for children, and luckily we were both on the same page. We want babies!!! We were both 32 at the time of the wedding and were very ready to be parents.
I have always had a love for children, and even have a knack for working with them, which I use in my field of work as a speech-language pathologist. Being a mother is something I have wanted for as long as I could remember. There's no better feeling that having a little bundle of love fall asleep on you. Being over 30, though, I was becoming very aware of that biological clock. My original, and pragmatic, goal when I was younger was to have my first child before the age of 30 because the health benefits are so great. Yes, I am a goober, that IS why I wanted my first before 30. But I also know that once you reach 35, it becomes increasingly difficult to get pregnant, and I couldn't imagine my life ending up as me NOT being a mother (I had semi-jokingly told my parents that if I hadn't meet Mr. Right before I hit 35, that they shouldn't ask how I got pregnant)
So Rob and I decided to start trying immediately. When I got my period a week after the wedding, we were a little sad, but only a little as we'd only been trying for a week. Once I got home from the honeymoon, I started reading about ovulation and such and learned about when the best times to conceive were (12 days after the first day of your period if you're curious). I figured it would take us a while to conceive as Rob and I are both large people and hadn't been eating very well the month of the wedding. Also, Rob drinks WAY too much coffee, and like any good Irishman, enjoys his Guinness, which can impact the quality of the sperm, if you must know. So I started to eat healthy and cut out tea as much as possible, and Rob curbed his libations. I even went out and bought ton of baby books for conceiving and eating healthy, etc.
But the Gods of pregnancy smiled upon us, because apparently before we even bought the books, I was pregnant! From the date of the wedding, it took us about 3 weeks to conceive. I am still simply gobsmacked by that. My brother and his wife took 2 weeks to conceive, so I suppose we're just an abnormally fertile family. I just really assumed it would take me longer due to my weight. So seeing that stick say 'pregnant' was just about the most amazing thing I had ever seen. And I've now entered my newest cycle of life called motherhood.... which I really hope I don't screw up too much!!! :)
Most people say that their wedding day is the best day of their life, and mine was pretty darned good, but to be honest, it was hampered by the news of my mom's upcoming ordeals. But, her and my father were by my side, I had my amazing friends and family around me, and I was marrying the man I love... so all in all, it was worth it. :)
To me, though, the moment that digital EPT stick blinked on 'pregnant,' my eyes flooded with tears of joy. Just remembering the moment gets me a little bleary. I have to admit, I am one lucky woman. I did not even imagine that I would get pregnant so easily! Rob and I were married on August 16, 2008. Previous to marrying, we had discussed our desire for children, and luckily we were both on the same page. We want babies!!! We were both 32 at the time of the wedding and were very ready to be parents.
I have always had a love for children, and even have a knack for working with them, which I use in my field of work as a speech-language pathologist. Being a mother is something I have wanted for as long as I could remember. There's no better feeling that having a little bundle of love fall asleep on you. Being over 30, though, I was becoming very aware of that biological clock. My original, and pragmatic, goal when I was younger was to have my first child before the age of 30 because the health benefits are so great. Yes, I am a goober, that IS why I wanted my first before 30. But I also know that once you reach 35, it becomes increasingly difficult to get pregnant, and I couldn't imagine my life ending up as me NOT being a mother (I had semi-jokingly told my parents that if I hadn't meet Mr. Right before I hit 35, that they shouldn't ask how I got pregnant)
So Rob and I decided to start trying immediately. When I got my period a week after the wedding, we were a little sad, but only a little as we'd only been trying for a week. Once I got home from the honeymoon, I started reading about ovulation and such and learned about when the best times to conceive were (12 days after the first day of your period if you're curious). I figured it would take us a while to conceive as Rob and I are both large people and hadn't been eating very well the month of the wedding. Also, Rob drinks WAY too much coffee, and like any good Irishman, enjoys his Guinness, which can impact the quality of the sperm, if you must know. So I started to eat healthy and cut out tea as much as possible, and Rob curbed his libations. I even went out and bought ton of baby books for conceiving and eating healthy, etc.
But the Gods of pregnancy smiled upon us, because apparently before we even bought the books, I was pregnant! From the date of the wedding, it took us about 3 weeks to conceive. I am still simply gobsmacked by that. My brother and his wife took 2 weeks to conceive, so I suppose we're just an abnormally fertile family. I just really assumed it would take me longer due to my weight. So seeing that stick say 'pregnant' was just about the most amazing thing I had ever seen. And I've now entered my newest cycle of life called motherhood.... which I really hope I don't screw up too much!!! :)
What The !?!?!?
This is the first in what I hope to be many blogs about my pregnancy. I'm not much of a writer, but I've had some thoughts running through my head, so I figured I might as well type them out. You see, not only am I pregnant, but I am morbidly obese. So the fact that I'm pregnant at all is, well, pretty amazing, at least to me. I probably should have started writing earlier, as I'm not 20 weeks in, or HALFWAY THERE, but, well, I didn't so there you have it.
Yes, you did read that correctly a bit ago, I am morbidly obese, and not afraid to say it. Throughout the rest of my pregnancy and recovery, I'm hoping to fill people in on what it's like for those like me. I'd love to hear from others who are, have been, or are hoping to become pregnant. Of course, partners are also welcome to chime in. Larger people all have their own stories, and I do not suppose I can represent the entire obese population, but I am have been a 'big girl' for most of my life, so I probably have a good idea what many are going through.
I grew up in Central New York (though now I live in Ireland). My mother's family noticed that I as getting larger around the age of 4th grade. This is when mom asked if I'd be interested in joining her at Weight Watchers. I jumped on it and lost about 20 pounds, which is a lot for a 10 year old. But, as most with a lot to lose know, it didn't stay off. I have memories of sneaking the chocolate bars my brother was trying to sell for boy scouts and hiding the wrappers, not so well, in the bottom of the trash... or going to the kitchen for a 'glass of water' when I was really grabbing a couple slices of yummy processed American cheese... or raiding my piggy bank, my mom's piggy bank, the couch, etc. so that I could stop to buy junk food in a vending machine I knew of on the way to school.
Yea, I was really good at finding food. So, the pounds didn't stay off of me. Since then, I've always struggled with my weight. I've been to Weight Watchers MANY times, the most recently, I lost 3 stone (42 pounds) about 3 years ago in Dublin, which was kept off for a bit, but then about 2 stone of that snuck back in. I've lost and gained 40 pounds with Atkins, been to a Diet Center, and have yo-yo'd for as long as I can remember. So, I guess you could say I'm a professional at being fat.
I hope this blog is interesting for my potential readers. That it gives you insight into the obese world and gives everyone a respect that you may not have potentially had previously. I am not writing to make fun of 'fat people' and hope that that is not your purpose in reading my blog. I honor and welcome comments, but ask for them to be respectful to all.
So to all who read this, happy blogging!
Best,
Jen
Yes, you did read that correctly a bit ago, I am morbidly obese, and not afraid to say it. Throughout the rest of my pregnancy and recovery, I'm hoping to fill people in on what it's like for those like me. I'd love to hear from others who are, have been, or are hoping to become pregnant. Of course, partners are also welcome to chime in. Larger people all have their own stories, and I do not suppose I can represent the entire obese population, but I am have been a 'big girl' for most of my life, so I probably have a good idea what many are going through.
I grew up in Central New York (though now I live in Ireland). My mother's family noticed that I as getting larger around the age of 4th grade. This is when mom asked if I'd be interested in joining her at Weight Watchers. I jumped on it and lost about 20 pounds, which is a lot for a 10 year old. But, as most with a lot to lose know, it didn't stay off. I have memories of sneaking the chocolate bars my brother was trying to sell for boy scouts and hiding the wrappers, not so well, in the bottom of the trash... or going to the kitchen for a 'glass of water' when I was really grabbing a couple slices of yummy processed American cheese... or raiding my piggy bank, my mom's piggy bank, the couch, etc. so that I could stop to buy junk food in a vending machine I knew of on the way to school.
Yea, I was really good at finding food. So, the pounds didn't stay off of me. Since then, I've always struggled with my weight. I've been to Weight Watchers MANY times, the most recently, I lost 3 stone (42 pounds) about 3 years ago in Dublin, which was kept off for a bit, but then about 2 stone of that snuck back in. I've lost and gained 40 pounds with Atkins, been to a Diet Center, and have yo-yo'd for as long as I can remember. So, I guess you could say I'm a professional at being fat.
I hope this blog is interesting for my potential readers. That it gives you insight into the obese world and gives everyone a respect that you may not have potentially had previously. I am not writing to make fun of 'fat people' and hope that that is not your purpose in reading my blog. I honor and welcome comments, but ask for them to be respectful to all.
So to all who read this, happy blogging!
Best,
Jen
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