I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that most of you could care less what's in a Whopper, you know it's bad for you but you love it anyways. And always will. I'm neurotic sometimes (ok most of the time) about food. Maybe because after a accident involving a bike and a car (I was on the bike) I hit #'s on the scale I didn't know even existed. So after the non-walking cast was removed and the staples plucked out of it, I had one ankle consisting of titanium. I had to learn to walk all over again. That sucked, and when I did I favored one side so much I squished a vertebrae so bad that I had to have a double laminectomy and microdiscectomy. So bed rest again..then well then I fat. And it sucked. I was miserable. And so on..then I got sick and lost a large portion of the weight while in the hospital and probably before, I dunno it's all pretty hazy..
And now I have 15 (maybe 20) to get off me, the Doc says 10, but I know my body and I know when I look good versus great and 20lbs is a happy smaller me. A Mini-Me. So when you have a mother who can be pretty vain about her daughter, maybe because I'm the only one in town, well that sucks too. I'm willing to bet she doesn't ask my sisters how much they weigh or what size they are or if they went to the gym TODAY, and what did the Dr say today... AND I'm really throwing myself out to the sharks here, she most certainly does not tell them they have a F!@#$% Muffin Top! I'm not ragging out on my mom here, I'm just saying that what she says ..well it hits me a bit lower than if a stranger said that stuff.
And now I have 15 (maybe 20) to get off me, the Doc says 10, but I know my body and I know when I look good versus great and 20lbs is a happy smaller me. A Mini-Me. So when you have a mother who can be pretty vain about her daughter, maybe because I'm the only one in town, well that sucks too. I'm willing to bet she doesn't ask my sisters how much they weigh or what size they are or if they went to the gym TODAY, and what did the Dr say today... AND I'm really throwing myself out to the sharks here, she most certainly does not tell them they have a F!@#$% Muffin Top! I'm not ragging out on my mom here, I'm just saying that what she says ..well it hits me a bit lower than if a stranger said that stuff.
**comment now or forever hold your peace..this post will self-destruct within the next 24 hours, hell maybe even an hour..
** In the meantime, I'm enjoying Tori Amos's new album..American Doll Possee
5 comments:
Love that poster.
I do care what's in a whopper. I just plan to never find out in person again.
I don't care what you say, mom is being mean.
I am positive you look gorgeous at any size, but I know what you mean.
Do we need to think of good retorts for your mom?
Now that I'm a mom I understand how nagging goes with the territory. And since we are, genetically, not phone people, we can only nag the children we are with. Your job is to resent and complain about the nagging. That's just the way of the world.
Cyd- That doesn't make it right and it doesn't take the sting out..
I don't resent , I merely said it hurt.
I completely understand. I grew up in the shadow of my too young, too small mother .. I am not a small gal, but I did always think I *should be*. My mother can cut me to the bone by utter the most simple words. I am sure she doesn't mean to but it always hurts -- and shocks me that is CAN still hurt at this age ...
I am absolutely trying to break that cycle w/my girls!
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