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Thanks a billion mom

Sunday, April 16, 2006

When I was in high school my mom was obsessed with my weight. So much so that on Sundays after church she would weigh me. If I had lost weight I would be allowed to have gravy at lunch and if I hadn't I wouldn't.

I never weigh myself now... I'm sure you have guessed why...

When at my mom's I weighed the kids. Jake 35pds Luke 52pds and Sam 47pds. I was in a daring mood and stepped on the scale myself. Well folks I have lost 15pds from pre prego weight. Not bad. I thought my pants were looser. I think chronic diarrhea may have a factor in this.)

For some stupid reason I mentioned my weight loss to my mom. Later when were eating supper I said off handedly, "I'm stuffed!" (She had made one of her two good meals she knows how to make.) My mom pipes up, "Well you better stop eating. I don't want to send you home weighing more then you came."

Bubble bursts... I feel like crap about my weight again. She later told me Lucas was getting "quite the belly". For those of you who see Lucas on a regular basis, he is solid... fat... NOT!


  1. Blogger Family Of Five said:

    My goodness! My stepdaughter doesn't see her mom very often at all but her mom is always telling her she is fat or that she shouldn't eat things. Makes me so angry!!! Make sure you feel good and are happy with the way you look, never mind what the scale says. Don't worry.... be happy!! My dad and step mom are obsessed with weight!! It is so annoying to be around... they are always poking eachother telling eachother how fat they are (they are not) I actually got in 'trouble' from my dad the other day because he told me I have to do something about my husband.... he told me my hubby is gaining so much weight that it's gross and I should put a stop to it! Please don't worry about your weight.... people like that are so un-attractive!! Enjoy life... enjoy your family and teach your kids to be beautiful on the inside!

  1. Blogger Jodi said:

    I think that is a big parenting no-no. It is hard enough on kids to deal with their own self esteem issues. I don't think, we as parents, should add to that.

    Congrats on the 15 pound loss! I can't even lose one so you are doing better than me! :)

  1. Blogger Alison said:

    Well....does she get after you about your fiber intake?!? I have problems as you know with tearing on a regular basis, and although the dr does not think it a "me" problem, mom thinks it's all my fault and if only I would eat better, etc, etc, etc.....

  1. Blogger Leslie said:

    Ummm...how did you survive without a complex?

  1. Blogger Jaci said:

    How did you survive without an eating disorder let alone a complex! Margie you are beautiful and so are your kids. Although I was just saying to Rich that Jake could stand lose...oh who am I kidding the kid would fall over if he lost anything - reminds me of my little brother! Congrats on the 15 lbs lost you look great!

  1. Blogger Rachel Pede said:

    My Grandma always says:
    Rachel, you are so smart, you're going to go places in this world.(My sister feels dumb)
    Then she says...
    Danielle, you are so beautiful, you're going to go places in this world.(I feel ugly)
    It's amazing how the little things make us forget who/what we really are.
    Just for the record, I think you're beautiful AND smart.

  1. Anonymous Susan said:

    Margie, Lucas does not spend enough time sitting still to be fat. Ever.

  1. Anonymous SarahB said:

    Hey you - it's been a while, but I have been keeping up with you and your family through your blog. I couldn't NOT comment on this. Remember walking up and down and up and down the hallway in the airport, talking about our food & weight issues? Margie dear, you are not alone. If you ever want to talk, please don't be afraid to pick up the phone and call or just stop by. It is an issue so dear to my heart and I unfortunately know all too well what's it's like to live with these issues. (Ok, now I am crying at work...)
    Margie - you are a beautiful woman. Perhaps the important word there being "woman". God gave us hips and boobs and bums for very good reasons. I am pretty sure He knows what he is doing :) All you women out there reading this too - be proud and don't let anyone tell you that you need to be a certain way to be beautiful. The perception of beauty that is out there is so utterly wrong. In so so many ways.
    Thinking of you Margs.
    Sorry for the speech.

  1. Blogger Pernell said:


    I know you know this, but...

    You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met. Inside and out. There's no one else like you.

    I love you.

    And... your mom's an idiot.

  1. Blogger Family Of Five said:

    Awwwww..... reading your sweet hubby's comment brought tears to my eyes!! He's a keeper!

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