We went to olive Garden the other day, and for the first time I could barely fit in their chairs. Hubby asked if I wanted to switch to a booth but I was too embarrassed to admit I needed a booth and said no. I wasnt uncomfortable, but both my hips and thighs were pressed against the sides of a very large chair.
Pregnancy is not an excuse for that...thats just being fat.Then today we went to a baseball game and I could barely fit in the seat. My whole life I've been over weight, but like 160 - 170 lbs, I've never really had trouble fitting in seats. I was at this weight after I had my other kids, but I dont remember ever feeling this bad about it.
So, then when I sat down on the seat at the game it made several noises, like it was going to break, I wanted to crawl into a whole and die. Hubby said that his made noise too and not to worry about it, but that didnt help me feel any better, since hubby weights mearly 100 lbs more than I do. I did not think 230 lbs was that big, but after two chair issues, I feel so depressed. I've never felt so aweful and I cant wait to get this weight off. I dont think I've ever felt so humiliated, it was all I could do not to burst into tears right there. I sat through the game, squeezed uncomfortably into the seat, I didnt even enjoy it because it was so uncomfortable.
And to top it off there was another prego lady down the seat row from me, big old belly but not big fat everything else. She had room in her seat. I know my belly should be big, but I just can't excuse my butt, thighs, hips and everything else being so big.
Sorry I just needed to get this out somewhere.







I found myself feeling pretty depressed when being told I looked "too pregnant" (?) when I clearly wasn't even far along enough yet to show, in fact I still had the same waist measurement and actually weighed a little less than I had before conceiving.
But to be fair I'm an apple and had already looked pregnant long before . . . which means I've got a long road ahead of me still once the baby arrives. I simply refused to wear anything that even looked like it could remotely be related to maternity wear until I was over 3 months along since I was so self-conscious about the way my stomach proudly sticks out, baby or not.
I think the excess hormones and overall bloating and nature of pregnancy entitles us to vent about our "fat days"; hope you feel better soon! 