When Momma’s Not Happy…

Today was perhaps one of the worst days I have had this year…After a sleepless night, I awoke to some hugely disappointing news, but to top it off…I am really sick, I mean really REALLY sick — cant breath, gasping for air, don’t even have enough strength to hold a packet of bread, head spinning, body shaking, coughing blood — type sick. I have been this way since the weekend.

Yesterday, I managed to barely survive the day but, today, It has been awful. I literally haven’t been able to survive, let alone get out of bed… My poor 3.5 year old basically had to babysit his 1yr old sister…cause mommy just couldn’t do a thing…and my usual support network (My Parents) are out of town this week… Now that’s a tall order for one that is not even 4 yet, but I am blessed that he has really been a trooper!

My little darlings have played with puzzles and watched Thomas the Tank Engine, Wiggles, Teletubbies all day. I am so ashamed to admit, I left a packet of bread out for them to eat whenever they got hungry….I know, I know, what kind of a mom am I…to leave toddlers to their own devices ALL DAY and only give them bread to eat. By 2 pm I knew I couldn’t do it…I needed help so I text messaged a girlfriend, who owns the local bakery, and begged her to deliver, some food for the kids to eat for tea after closing the bakery…to my surprise, thanks to her, word soon got around on the grapevine of the small village where i lived…Suddenly I had people turning up on my doorstep with dinner and bags of groceries and people phoning to ask what I needed and what they could help with. I am getting more dinners delivered tomorrow and a load of wood for my fire which I desperately needed as my house is an icebox.

I shouldn’t really even be writing this…I am straight off to bed in a moment…but I had to share this…cause there is a moral to this story…something that I want to share with y’all…

When you need help, ASK….pick up the phone and ask…I had people coming out of the woodwork to help me but they would never have known if I hadn’t had the courage to ask my friend for help. There is nothing shameful in admitting you need help, in fact, in my case, it was probably shameful that I didn’t ask earlier…then maybe my kids wouldn’t have had to eat bread for most of the day or entertain themselves. However, as a ‘recently’ single mom there are many lessons I need to learn. Tomorrow, my girlfriend has also offered to take the kids for the day…I can’t tell you how relieved I am…I will FINALLY have the opportunity just to just sleep, recover, and rejuvenate…just what the doctor ordered. I’ll be back to my old self in no time at all!

Depending on how much I weigh

I don’t know whether you know but I love to read…usually soppy romances…but you wont hold that against me will you?

I have been on a mission lately to read curvy novels — that is novels with plus-size [real sized] heroines. Surprise, Surpise I haven’t found many but I discovered a great resource in Amazons Listmania It seems some other plus-sized beauties have had the same idea and have posted reviews on their finds. I am slowly going through the books and some a really rather good…However, I wanted to share this excerpt that I read on page 1(one) of a book by Louise Kean called “The Perfect 10″…I will share more of my thoughts on this book at a later date…but I thought this excerpt was very, very fitting.

“The colour of my eyes is dependent on how much I weigh today. They are either the silver grey of a morning mist accross a canadian lake as the sun rises and catches the cold gleaming water. Or they are the colour of dishwater, greasy and thick with grime, dirty with all of the family’s Sunday roasting pans, and forks and knives, and casserole dishes and baking trays -murky and grimy and ugly.

Depending on what I weigh, my hair might be the browns and caramels of a thick chocolate bar that melts and shines and drips promise by the fire. Or the flat brown of a library carpet, laid in 1972, and trampled on by cheap shoes and schoolchildren every day since - tired and thin and lifeless…

Depending on how much I weight today, my breasts may be round and full, reminiscent of a Russ Meyer vixen, ready to be grasped, voluminous and juicy. Or they are veiny and sagging, the skin at the top indented and ravaged by stretched tears, sitting lazily on my ribcage, flattened and blotchy, and dry.

I will love or hate myself, depending on how much I weigh today.”

Well the colour of MY eyes today are morbidly black, My hair colour is a dull’ish dark brown with tired blond specs, my hair hangs stringy and lifeless around my shoulders, my saggy breasts are hanging right down to my waist…you do the maths…what do you think the scales told me today….GRRRRR

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I have a confession

I was searching the web today and I visited another great blog I’m Such a Scale Whore where I discovered this amazing you tube video titled Lose Weight in Photoshop (Makeover):

My confession is that a few months ago I needed some professional pictures done for a project I was working on and though, by that time, I had already lost a heap of weight, I was still so embarrassed about my ‘flab’ that I decided to get my ‘flab’ photoshopped right out of the pictures!

Ok…so maybe that was a bit vain of me, but it made me feel better at the time. The funny thing is that, as I am now, I am pretty much at the ‘weight’ those photo-shopped pictures last year represented. But we live in a world where we want everything right then and there and I couldn’t wait for the 12 or so months that it was going to take to get to this weight so I let ‘technology’ take care of it. Following are the before and after pictures my ‘guilty’ little secret.

Dont worry, I never ended up using them but it was fun to see the difference and it gave me hope and belief that I could change and how great I would look.

Scales: Friend or Foe?

Well after the week I had with my girl-friend visiting from australia, I haven’t had the guts to jump on the scales again. I am so scared that the indicator has gone up.

This is the worst part of dieting as the scales are either your friend or your enemy and it changes depending on what they are saying to you…hehehe just like a true friend. Although we all expect friends to be honest and give their honest opinion we can sometimes avoid approaching them or sharing because we are deeply afraid they will say something we DONT like. That’s where having multiple friends are good…Although, we can still have that one friend to give us the ‘honest truth’, as hard as it is at times, we should also have our other friends who simply help us to see things in a different light.

With this in mind I can see why people say NOT to use the scales as your ONLY indicator. Although they can be motivating, more often then not they are entirely un-motivating. Thus the predicament I find myself in now…hehehe! Taking measurements of your thighs, hips, waist, and upper body is like having friends that give you a different perspective of the truth.

I will get on the scales, eventually. Perhaps after next week when I have had a few social visits with my ‘other friend’ the lateral trainer to try to loose those few extra pounds that, I know I have put on…but ’seeing is believing’ and I would rather NOT see it on the scales right now…lol.

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