Yesterday, Ana hijacked Scott’s iPad and took countless photos of herself in Photobooth. Upon discovering this, I did what any good mom would do, I jumped in and played around with her. It was so fun and silly! We laughed, and I think Ana’s side almost split open a few times. I almost wet my pants. It felt amazing to laugh and laugh with my little girl.
However, that amazing moment isn’t what this blog is about. As we were fooling around, I noticed something, my double chin is gone. I mean, that I had to drop my chin way to my neck to even get a semblance of one. Even in college, when I was at my lightest (which is 20 pounds less than I am now), I had a double chin. It has been around since I hit puberty, and I completely thought no matter what I looked like, I would always have one.
“You have a round face. Some of us just have that full look.” Are phrases that I heard years ago when I complained about my double chin. I stopped whining about it, well because, what’s the point. My double chin was on my “When I win the lottery I am getting plastic surgery” list. Well, I am not saying I will never get plastic surgery, but it definitely won’t be to remove my double chin.
I hope you don’t think that I am bragging or anything, well I guess I am kind of bragging…. It’s just that for years and years I gained weight steadily, despite hours and hours of efforts. I have shed countless tears and hated my reflection period. I felt like the real me, was lost. A few short months ago, I feared that I would be overweight, or possibly obese for the rest of my life. At 33 that is a terrible feeling. I desperately wanted to be found; to look like the face I wanted to see in the mirror. I have worked hard for this weight loss. And lately have been taking insane measures to get to my goal size and I can’t wait to get my free t-shirt! I have given up my vices, and my favorite foods forever. (Now, I might even have to give up cheese and dairy because my body is not responding well to cow’s milk products any more.) I don’t care, well I do care, but I accept it.
I have given up so much, including my double chin. Everything is, and continues to be worth it.
(No need to comment, this post is written 100% for me.)