I’m just starting to return to normal, body image-wise. Starting to remember that I’ve lost a lot of weight, and know how to dress appropriately for my figure, and look halfway decent. That I can be attractive to a male of the species, and I really only need one.
I was traveling in Jamaica with my mother and sisters. I was, by far, the largest of the group, and also the most married and settled. Not only was I not cute enough to attract a certain type of attention, but I also was apparently sending out vibes that I didn’t want to. This was fine in the moment, but after several days, I was becoming more and more aware of my own size. Just tall and round and… me. (Continuing photographic proof, albeit in limited amounts since I was mostly holding the camera, on my travel blog.)
But now I’m home, with a husband quite interested in my me-ness. And willing to engage in the sorts of activities necessary to continue on our quest to create another member of the population. With a box full of too-big clothes waiting to be donated. There are ways in which returning to reality isn’t so terrible.
Yay for a box full of too-big clothes! And yay for having the guts to do something I would never be brave enough to do!
(Seriously. I whimpered throughout your description of falling FOUR STORIES.)
(Yikes.)
By: Melanie on March 30, 2008
at 1:14 am
Hey Kate –
Welcome home. Man, sounds like you guys had a ball. I loved your travel blog and pics of all your fun (and bruises). I go on an anual girls weekend where we have way too much fun – not quite so much as you did in the excitement department – just the sisterly bonding and fun parts.
And your cliff jump? Wow! You wrote:
“If your sister jumped off a cliff, would you do it to?” Affirmative.”
Ha! How cool is that?! I soooo would have done that myself, but, also would have probably had a heart attack doing it.
I’m also impressed by the box of two big clothes. I reeeeeeally need to get me one of those…
Glad to hear hubby kept the homefront running and was a nice safe welcoming flattering place to come home to.
~smj
By: Samanthamj on March 30, 2008
at 11:30 am
Yay you for having a box of too-big clothes to donate! Now that I’m the least busy PhD on the planet, I finally have time to concentrate on making one of those.
When still embroiled in doctoral study, it was necessary for me to travel several times a year from anywhere from a weekend to two weeks at a time. My favorite part was always the “welcome home fuckings” I received upon my return. Maybe I need to plan a trip soon, heehee.
By: drsharna on March 30, 2008
at 12:42 pm
Good for you! Sounds really lovely.
By: stefaneener on March 30, 2008
at 10:31 pm