Swim Lessons

I was a fat child. Let me rephrase that, I was a fat teenager. I was always atleast 4 inches taller than everyone in my class and so in turn, i also weighed more. Remember those weigh-ins during grade school. Once a year, they would record everybody's height and weight. I have a distinct memory of my 3rd grade weigh-in. 3rd grade. I was heavier than all the other girls. I was by no means overweight, i was just bigger. But I remember this being a turning point in my psyche. Since this time in my life, I have always considered myself to be fat. Even when I was at my lowest weight; somewhere around 168...I still thought i was a fatty.

Why all the ramblings on this subject you ask? Well, today I am taking my 14 month old to parent-child swim lessons. Translation= I will be in a bathing suit. Have i mentioned that i have yet to lose the weight from having said baby 14 months ago. Blah! or maybe Waaah! That suits me better. (No pun intended). Worse things have happened, I know. I just can't think of any of them right now because i am pretty sure i have a lot of jiggly parts that I don't want the world to see . At least there will be other babies there and i almost positive that they will not be judging me.

Time to be brave.