Friday, July 11, 2008
i may be fat, but you're UGLY and I can diet!
... or something! Not sure if you guys noticed or not, but I am overweight! Fluffy! Big! Plump! Healthy! Voluptuous! Or my personal favorite, Rubenesque!
Last night I had to have a kind of funny but honestly really sad talk with my sweet heart of a son, Jack. He's five.
We were sitting at dinner and he looks over at me with his big brown eyes and says in this little quivery voice
'Momma, my friend said you were fat.'
And I am like, Well DUH! But not really... I said very matter of factly, ' Well honey, I am!' He just didn't know what to do with that information and his little lip quivered and he said 'I told him that you weren't!'
Now. When did being fat go out of style?? I NEVER GOT THE MEMO!!!!
This conversation is taking place in front of my in-laws, mind you, and Georgie. All of whom are silent, in a kind of embarrassed way (except Georgie, who is three and still kind of oblivious for now), because in American culture it is SO taboo to make observations like the fact that I am overweight and talk openly about it. Definitely not a dig on my in-laws, it's just the reality. In the olden days yeah, my feelings would have been hurt and I would have strategized about how to lose weight and stuff.
And now? Nah. Even when I was running an average of 15 miles a week and working out I was still big. Or plump! Or plus size! But I felt good about myself, big momma or not!
So I told Jack next time someone says something like that to him he should say, 'My momma may be fat but she sure is beautiful!'
....and, she can kick your ASS!!