...And I am pretty sure I am one of them.
Ten years ago I could slip into a ragged old pair of jeans and a t-shirt and feel pretty okay about myself - Now, well, not so much.
It starts out like this each morning: I emerge from the shower and towel off, taking a moment to congratulate myself on gashing my legs fewer times than the day before, then don my standard "getting ready" outfit. There's something about loose fitting sweat shorts that make you feel skinny. More so if you happen to be having a "flat tummy" morning. On goes the enormous t-shirt, and the construction work begins.. At this point I'm still feeling pretty good about myself, I'm drinking coffee, blow drying my hair - so far, so good.
And then it happens... I walk into my closet and pull my favorite pair of slacks from the rack... Size 4, trouser style slacks... How could I go wrong? Well, several ways - and I'm going to share those with you now...
Before my son, I wore a size 2. So one man-child = one pant size...not to bad, right?
RIGHT, if it were that simple, all would be right in my little world.... But alas...mother nature played a cruel joke upon me - and put me in a size 4 - with overflow. Now, I'm not going to sit here and complain that I am overweight, or too big, or feeling fluffy - so you can relax. I LIKE my curves. What I DON'T like is that my curves have taken it upon themselves to relocate to some VERY unflattering places. Size 2 is too small, Size 6 falls off, and size 4 gives me belly rolls.
Onward and upward.... the upper body I was once so proud of has betrayed me as well. Sure...everything looks fantastic...until you put on your bra... You latch it, hook it, and adjust it - everything feels GREAT. Then you look in the mirror and "Holy CRAP!, where did THAT come from?" Just when you think you've adjusted to your new belly roll, you are faced with the undeniable fact that you are also now the proud owner of bra-bulge.
I don't know about you, but I just find all of this a little demoralizing. It used to be that I felt GREAT once I got dressed...now all I want to do once I'm dressed is..well, get undressed.