5/15/09

If a picture paints a thousand words...

One of my favorite past times when I'm fat - which means for the last year and a half - is to look at old pictures of me when I wasn't fat and say, "Look at how not fat I was there." It probably gets old to Mike but it's totally helpful for me to see me without the extra weight. Like some kind of mental conditioning to help me visualize what I can be. I actually have this one video where I am able to get to my feet from sitting real quick - maybe I can figure out a way to get that on here. But here's a photo I saw tonight:





Now, this was a few months after my miscarriage in 2007 and I was about 15 pounds overweight. I was totally self conscious of my body to the point where I bought this top to cover up my thighs in the family portrait. But look at me - I'm so not fat. At least not by my current standard. I still think the picture and the pose are totally cheesy though.











And in the spirit of President Obama's transparency I'll go ahead a post a pic taken last week. It's not flattering but it does seem honest.

5 comments:

m. said...

you still look cute. & that is a really sweet picture...

RightHahn said...

i like that picture too - i love how Peter's hand looks like it's about to go down your shirt:) for some reason that just seems like quintessential mommyhood!

and your arms are one of your best traits. i remember always admiring your arms. they were always so lean and strong looking to me! i'm sure your going to uncover them quicker than you think...

Stephanie said...

You seriously make me laugh just about any time I read anything you post...glad you're updating this again. I deleted mine long ago, but I think I'll just be a follower on yours and mark my progress with yours.

CHMomma said...

ive always thought you were beautiful meghan!! and that pic of you by the tree~so cute :)

Kathy said...

wahoo! i'm glad you are back to posting on this blog! i can't wait to see your progress. and ditto what lindsay said about your arms. i have big upper arms, and i was always jealous of your slim, much-more-feminine arms.