TODAY, 12 13 14, was supposed to be the release date of my book, Confessions of a Cookie Snatcher. You get to wait a bit longer for the actual release, so in the meantime, heres a little something from it. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Confessions of a Cookie Snatcher As I mentioned earlier, I bought big and loose clothing most of the time. I could always count on these types of clothes to hide an extra part of me I didnt want anyone to notice. I didnt want to admit I was carrying too much fat. Jumpers, leggings with over-sized sweaters, and skirts with jackets made up my wardrobe. I really loved the jackets because I felt they were especially slimming. One month after the birth of our third baby, and after listening to my incessant complaints about the shape of my body and the clothes I DIDNT have, my sweet husband surprised me Christmas morning with a stair stepper and a step up bench. A little birdy (me) had whispered in his ear that these would be the perfect gifts for me. I certainly had the motivation to use this equipment! I also received a new sewing machine and yards and yards of beautiful material for my new wardrobe (another whisper in his ear). Yes, I was going to spend the next several months whittling down the size of my body while creating a brand new wardrobe. How hard could that be? The fact that I hadnt sewn anything since the 7th grade didnt deter me from my new goals, that is until reality began to set in. Nursing a new baby and two toddlers, ages 2 ½ and 3 ½ (Yes, you read that correctly. I was nursing ALL three of them) didnt leave me with very much free time. The free time I did have was spent cleaning, laundering, playing with the kids, assisting my husband with our business, and sleeping. I fell into the trap of leaving my needs to the end of the day when everyone was sleeping, instead of taking care of myself first, which would have given me more energy for everyone and everything else. A couple of months after that Christmas morning, when the new wardrobe didnt appear despite my very good intentions, my husband took me on a much desired and anticipated shopping spree for some new clothes. We bought blouses, pants, skirts, jackets, sweaters, and one dress. Most of the clothes were in the size of one day they will fit, except for that one dress which I wore a few days later to a Valentines Day Dance. I felt so slim and pretty that night, especially after having given birth to our daughter just three months prior. My dress was a size 13 and I felt on top of the world! Having all of those brand new clothes hanging in my closet, untouched, was a mild form of torture. Each time I opened up my closet, it was packed full of clothes, yet only a few pieces actually fit. Yes, it was depressing at times. Seven months later, I became pregnant with our fourth baby. I was now nursing and taking care of our seven month old baby, caring for and nursing my two active toddler boys, and coping with the nauseousness of my pregnancy. And on top of this, we moved. Somewhere in all of this, my mind whistfully returned to the brand new sewing machine, the yards and yards of beautiful material, the stair stepper, and the step up bench. I still had visions of me looking fabulous and transforming all of that material into an amazing wardrobe. I must digress for a moment about nursing. You might be wondering what in the world I was doing nursing my toddler boys at their age. When they are older like that, its not as if they nurse as often or as long as a baby would. They nursed maybe a couple times a day for very brief periods. Yes, I realize your reaction may be similar to that of my mother-in-laws back then. But, hey. We all have our paths and choices and our lives to live. What is right for me, may not be right for you. And that is a-okay in my book. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Sue Reese Finlay The Midlife Goddess Envision. Believe. Commit. Do. #midlifegoddess
Posted on: Sun, 14 Dec 2014 04:49:44 +0000
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