The Unhappy Flappy Body

I stepped out of the shower, quickly glancing at the body that I was about to dry off. Perfect, perky breasts. A flat, creamy smooth stomach. A butt any woman would be envious of. Wow. The recent post I read about breasts written by Bonggamom has really done a number on my daydreams! Completely understanding her post about breasts, or the lack of, my current thoughts on the future outcome of my body are swimming in mind. I am teetering on the brink of plastic surgery.

Thin is not my motive. I don't want to be the woman every man desires. Although, a guy checking me out might be exciting. Plastic surgery, for me, would be the completion of hard-earned weight loss with a personal trainer and the final 'good-bye' to the body I will soon reside in. In six months there will be more sag over every inch of my body then the saggy bags under a 21-year-olds eyes after a rough night of drinking and a rough morning hang over.

I am one of 'those' women. Overweight, plus-size, and no issue with my weight. I accept me. Friends love me. My mom, well, she is the only one with complaints. Thankfully, living thousands of miles from her, I don't have to listen to her daily dose of criticism. So why the sudden want for weight loss? On top of Doctor's orders, I am losing weight because I am going home. After a long hiatus from the east coast, family calls with a wedding on the horizon.

Frustration has filled me. I left home an 18 year old perky girl and have slowly changed to a 34-year-old mom of two, with saggy boobs, a fat belly, and cottage cheese thighs. Small spurts of seeing me heavy have been of no consequence. Now add a wedding, aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews and nieces into the picture, some only remember the tiny smart ass I once was. Gosh, I don't see everyone, every year. This is the first large scale reunion in a large time and I'm petrified.

Exercise, alone, will not suck everything that is drooping back into place. I have come to the realization that to get rid of the 'over hang', a little nip/tuck will be in order. Is it going to happen before the wedding? Most likely not. Can I even afford surgery? Heck No! I'm lucky that I can still somewhat pay to put fuel in my vehicle. Hmm... donations? The "Buy My Body" fund. They do it for breasts, why not whole body transformations? Maybe a sugar daddy? OK, those last two were just glimmers of a thought.

Don't worry! No fund. No sugar daddy. And no, I do not encourage my children that surgery is the answer. I'll give it hard work and determination. I'll figure out the nip/tuck later. So, while I am in the pursuit of the sagging body, any ideas on some pieces of clothing that will mold to my body and hide the saggy bits? Let me know. I will need to be buying some sooner, rather than later.

Original Deep South Moms Blog post. Dannie, mom of a 12 year old and an 8 year old, also blogs at her personal blog The Brunette Blog.