Random ramble

So many thoughts going through my head, so it's obviously time for a random ramble.

This weekend we went to a baby shower on my husband's side of the family. Haven't seen them since we'll before surgery, compliments were plentiful which was nice. On the other hand my hubby got the brunt of the 'what happened' (regarding his weight) and the jokes aimed around his size. I felt so bad for him cause Lord knows I've been there.

I've been teetering around 100# lost without the scale wanting to commit and move forward with it. Each time this happens I start figuring the honeymoon us over and this is where I'm stopping. I refuse to accept it though, I want to reach my goal, hell or high water I'm gonna do it!

Shopping, omg each time is such an experience. It used to be that I was confined to a certain section in a store. It's so weird to be able to looks in varying areas, shoes, intimate apparel, accessories etc. It takes longer to shop since there are so many options. My goal size is a 12, so I'm comfortable with the amount of shopping I'm doing now, and I get lots of wear out of things before they are too big. (I do thrift stores too). 

Your honeymoon is not even close to being over!  But it does get harder the farther out you are from surgery.  You have come so far and are doing so well.  I bet if you are taking your measurements you may not be losing pounds but you are losing inches.  My body took a few breaks and settled into things a bit before going down again.  It can be stair steps instead of straight decent and that's OK. Sometimes our head needs to catch up too!

You've got this!

What jumped out from your post for me is the ribbing on your husband. I have the same issue and it makes me feel really bad for him.  I chose to take a drastic step and that was my choice. He is nowhere near as overweight as I was but its not fair for people to compare us. I know they're trying to be funny and just showing good-natured ribbing but I know it's got to get to him.  I wish that people would think. This is about me - leave him out of it.  

Also- I hear you on the slow crawl with weight.  I,too, refuse to stop now.  But, man,  what is up?

Yeah, I kind of wonder what goes though my husband's head when it happens. I rememeber the first time he met my family. He witnessed me being met with the same ridicule (he was thin then). I recall him pulling me aside asking me why they berate me like that. I was so used to it that I didn't realize it was abnormal until he mentioned it.

Re the slow loss...we Gotta crawl before we can walk, right? 

Yes the further you get out the weight loss is not so steady... that is why I write down my weight weekly and every month on the 23rd- the day I had surgery. Helps you to see the trends, and I can see what I am losing monthly. Then all of a sudden it will pick up again. Keep at it and you will lose more...

Good for you to refusing that the honeymoon is over. You will get to your goal. It does get harder as time goes on. I am still not at my goal. I refuse to stay where I am at. 

I did not see a difference in shoe size till this year. So don't buy to many pairs. I had to give away about 8 pairs. I wear the same size but the ones I wore last year were stretched out. 

It can be overwhelming seeing family the first time after surgery. It feels good. It can be odd at the same time. I am sorry that your husband was at the brunt of everyone's jokes. Hopefully he will see how well you are doing and make some changes to his getting healthy also. 

You are not rambling at all. It is a unique journey we are going through. Feelings we have to talk about them. 

My Dr told me I'd reached his expectations at 168 lbs.  I'd lost 105 lbs.  He said be happy.....wth no way.  I didn't come this far to still be overweight my goal is 130 lbs and the scale is moving still.  all be it its slow but still moving....keep up the good work girl and you'll get there

My goal weight (175) will still leave me overweight, but I'll reevaluate then how I look and feel. I was reading an autopsy report at work. the lady was just a few pounds higher then me, but the report started : "Body is that of an obese...." Ugh first word used to describe her. I'm sure she was far more than that... 

That left a huge impression on me and made me want to strive for normal for the first time ever... But I'm not committing to it yet lol. 

My first goal was to get under 200 then 160 then 130