Wednesday, April 4, 2012

ugh!!!!


Hello Friends.  I am going to apologize in advance.  This may not be the funnest of posts to read. It may not even be well organized thoughts, I just have to get it out there. 

I'm overweight. 

I am.  I don't consider myself fat.  I don't look like those scary people waddling down the street. I don't have to wear a tent or a mu-mu, as a matter of fact, I wear around a 14-16 depending on the style and the fabric.  I don't think that's atrocious. My norm used to be about a 12..... I do have a bit of a tummy pouch flap where my 9lb and almost 9lb babies grew.  I'm obese on the BMI chart,  have been for a few years.  Really, obese?  hmmmmm.  I don't think so...most people don't think so. But something has to change.  

We need a plan at our house.  A plan to eat better.  Because I am in a funk.  The thought of this is mind numbing.  I'm not sure I can take on one more thing.  It might push me right over the edge.  But by not doing anything, I'm in a funk and it sucks.  Not necessarily gaining just not losing.  Just hanging out at this weight creeping up a pound here dropping a pound there.  Nothing fits quite right........you know the drill.  Husband says it doesn't matter.  I don't think it does, he has never shown a decreased interest.  But then again, how could it not?  I care....and then I get tired and then I just don't......and then I eat an Oreo, or 4.  Ugh!  

I need to start somewhere.  I'm contemplating Weight Watchers online but it costs $......I'd rather hire a cleaning lady to alleviate some other stress....

I like food.  I like good food.  Husband cooks good food.   I love chocolate.  A lot. I eat it every day.  Probably not  the main reason for all this but a contributing factor of course. I wish I didn't enjoy it all soo much.

I have written before about our time management struggles.  We are hanging in there.  I quit teaching dance because it was not fitting into our current life and I knew my daytime job was going to intensify.  And it has.  I come home at night with enough energy to play with, feed, bathe, and put my boys to bed. But that's about it.    I leave the cooking to Husband or we wouldn't eat until 10 every night.   He likes to cook good food, serves it up in huge portions and by 8:30 at night, I'm hungry and tired and I just eat it. Yes I am a proud member of the clean plate club...UGH

Not sure how to wrap this up.  Its not pretty. Its not fun.  Its just...... UGH!




2 comments:

  1. I hear you! I'm 2 sizes bigger than I've ever been. And I hate it. Also not "fat" just not comfortable in my own skin. And I like to eat, too. You might look in to SparkPeople? I've had some success with it in the past (then slack off and things go back, lol). My hubby is also the cook and while he tends to cook pretty healthy, I eat too much. I think it's probably because I'm so tired all the time! (hello, lack of sleep for the last year and a half) All that to say, I don't know what the answer is either. And I agree, it's no fun! Ugh indeed.

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  2. Oh sister, you are fine. I understand the frustration. I used to be a size 10 before the pregnancy, however the scale told me I was overweight as well. What gives?! Making little changes is great. Weight Watchers is great. But you gotta make time for you and that's not easy. If you are happy in your skin and your doc isn't bugging you to lose weight, who cares! Take a deep breath, you are doing great!

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