My Life in a Nut Shell

3 surgeries for Endometriosis, countless medications, and lots of difficult years trying to conceive. We put the medical stuff on hold and decided to work on being parents instead. In July of 2000 we were blessed beyond all measure with a phone call announcing the birth of our daughter, Megan. Megan's birth mother had given birth the day before and was leaving the hospital. We had no warning that Megan was coming. At 4:29 in the afternoon we were a couple, at 4:30 we were parents. Deciding that we wanted a sibling for Megan, we looked into all our options. This time insurance covered IVF. One round and we were blessed with triplets, Abigail, Brigid, and Caroline. Did you know that there is a 70% chance of divorce in families of Higher Order Multiples? Almost two years after the triplets were born my ex-husband and I separated and eventually divorced. During that time both my Mother and Father passed away from cancer. In February of 2007 my sister came to live with us to help out. In December of 2008 she had to leave so now it is me on my own with the girls. In February 2010, Lisa passed away and finally found her own Peace.

Friday, September 10, 2010

My Fat Ass

I have a fat ass.  I'm not proud of it but I can't hide it either.  There are lots of reasons why but really, I just love to eat.  I'm not always a junk food kind of gal.  I like second portions.  Sometimes third portions.  Excuse me while a digress just a bit.  I'm getting ready to make a point. 

Tonight the local public swimming pool in Crescent Hill had a neighborhood block party sponsored by a local councilwoman.  It's free and we've gone for 4 straight years.  There's free pizza, drinks, dessert, music, and door prizes.  The girls love to go.  So do I.  We all threw on our swimsuits and headed for the pool.  It was a bit chilly tonight with the high not quite reaching 70 degrees.  There was no decision making in the fact that I was going to swim with my girls.  For an hour and half we ate, swam, and laughed.  Megan spent most of the evening with her friends.  When it came time for the door prizes drawing, we headed in to see who had won.  Abigail won a t-shirt, Brigid won a gift certificate to Coneys and Conez, and Caroline won a gift card to Heine Bros. coffee.  Megan did not win and I thought she might be mad.  After chatting with her I reminded her that she was going to a slumber party tomorrow night and she seemed ok with that.  I had a blast with the girls in the pool.  The water is heated, it wasn't crowded and we just laughed and laughed.

Now back to my fat ass. (I'm hoping no future employers read this and hold my potty mouth against me.)  I mention it because out of all those parents there I only saw maybe 3 or 4 of them in the water!  Only one other Mom and the rest were Dads.  Really?  Why would you bring your kids to the pool and not get in the water with them?  If it's time for your cycle then I could maybe see skipping the water.   But for what other reason would you have for not getting in the water and enjoying your kids?  Surely it can't be because you don't want someone to see you in your swimsuit.  Here's what I look like in mine:


It's not pretty and I know that but I'm not going to let my doughy, out of shape, fat ass keep me from enjoying my time with my kids!!!  Nothing should ever keep you from enjoying your time with your kids!!  I have looked like a fool on numerous occasions while enjoying time with my girls.  And really when you think about it there will be a time when my girls won't want me around.  They won't want me to be in the pool with them.  They'll want to enjoy their friends.  When they tell me NOT to be with them then I will respect that.  I will feel a little sad but I will respect them. 

Until then the world will be subjected to my fat ass and all it's lumpy loveliness.  'Cause I know my kids won't remember the size of my ass in that swimsuit.  They will remember the fun we had together when I didn't let my self-consciousness affect our joy.

1 comment:

Natasha said...

I love your attitude! Thank you for the important reminder that we aren't going to be remember for things like how we look. You're so right. I'm glad you had a great time with your girls! x

PS - You look a whole lot better than you think you do! We're always our own biggest critics :)