No wonder I'm feeling like shizzle. I've got a sinus infection, as evidenced by the fact that rather than getting better, I kept feeling progressively worse and now feel like my head is going to implode. Infections are nothing to mess around with when you're immunocompromised, so I managed to get seen by a NP yesterday and got antibiotics.
I've barely eaten because I feel so awful, yet my weight has gone nowhere since what I do eat is rich with sodium. Meh, whatever. It'll all round out in the end.
Being sick, and having a fabulous husband who is watching the kids so I can rest, I've managed to keep up (for better or for worse, no pun intended) with the whole royal wedding spectacle. This is generally not a topic of interest to me, but when the rest of the world is watching, one feels compelled to see what the hell the big deal is.
Now, let's be honest: Kate Middleton is a knockout and has a figure that dreams are made of, but there's no question she's lost weight before her wedding. I'm not about to speculate as the the source of her weight loss, but some media have liberally thrown around accusatory ideas that would suggest a less-than-healthy weight loss approach. Can these royal women ever win? Lady Diana, Fergie, now Kate Middleton, always the under the microscope for being too chunky, too thin, too whatever. Being criticized by some for being too thin, Kate Middleton is in a lose-lose situation should she decide to even put on a few more post-wedding pounds, despite the fact that a few more pounds would look perfectly healthy on her.
That said, it makes me feel fortunate that my weight is my private business. Sure, I gained 60 pounds, and sure, I suspect friends and family probably nudged each other behind my back in disbelief, but hey, at least I didn't hear the whispers and start myself on a nasty downward spiral as a result. If I want to lose a few pounds, great. I'm supported by my family. If I gain a few pounds, no worries, they know if I've lost it once, I can lose it again. No speculation about how it happened. No accusatory tones. They just want me to be healthy and will support me in any way. I doubt I'll ever post my weight here even. I'll show what I've lost, but my weight = my business, and those who love me and support me understand that and never pry.
Moreover, I'm lucky that for the most part, my life lacks enablers. Sure, there is my pregnant friend who would love to have an eating buddy, but she also knows what it's like to try to diet and is one of my biggest supporters. My husband is hardly the complaining type when I cook healthy, and actually prefers it. Even going out to eat with my family (that is, the extended family who live in town), no one bats an eye when I order a salad or unbuttered wheat toast with my fruit platter.
Then there's Lulu and Thor, both of which enjoy a nice, junky treat every once in awhile. However, neither will turn down whole grain bread, unbuttered wheat noodles, or 98% fat free turkey hotdogs. It makes life easier that my children will eat healthy and that I don't have to keep junky food in the house. Out of sight, out of mind, and that's true for the whole family, not just me.
I know I'm lucky, and I'm lucky to realize I'm lucky. It helps me be more introspective, helps me be aware that support exists where I didn't even realize it existed. Many people use enablers in their lives as an excuse, but I can't use that as an excuse. And I'm lucky for that.
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