I need to vent about my friend.
My friend has to go with me EVERYWHERE! My friend is constantly on my mind, and if I do take a rare moment to not think about my friend, she finds a way to remind me that she is there. I'd like to see a lot less of my friend, but she has been a bigger influence in my life now more than ever.
My friend is my belly.
I can't do anything with out my belly being on my mind.
When I take a shower, I have to be careful that my belly doesn't knock my shampoo off the shelf.
When we want to go out and eat at a restaurant, I have to mentally think about the seating and make sure that there are tables and not just booths.
When I go to squeeze through a tight space, I have to remember that sadly I am smaller shoulder to shoulder than I am front to back.
When I go to put on my seat belt, I realize that belly is too large for it to go across.
When I go to hug my husband, belly jumps in the way and pushes us apart.
When I go to hold my nephews on my lap, I realize that I do not have a lap for them to sit on.
Now, I don't want you to think that my belly doesn't have any positives about it!
Don't you hate it when you are eating something delicious, and it falls off your fork and onto the floor? Then you have to throw it away because really, who follows the 10 second rule? Well, when I drop food, it lands on my belly and I can still eat it! :-)
Also, my cat LOVES my belly to sleep on. You have to understand that our kitten is in love with my husband. When he is home, she does not give me the time of day. That is until it's time to sleep. My belly is large and soft and she snuggles right on it every night.
Yeah, okay. Those two "positives" are two things that I could learn to deal with out, if my belly went away.
Those negatives are part of what motivates me. I miss going to theme parks and knowing that I can ride anything I want. I miss going into a restaurant and not waiting extra time because I need a table. And I cannot wait to hug my husband and oh-so-close.
Love her or hate her, I am stuck with my belly. I just hope one day that she will be my little friend again, and not such a big burden for me to carry around.
Does anyone else have a belly story they are willing to share?