For me, relaxing the rules means “living.” While most people in this country need more restrictions on their diet/fitness habits, for a small population of us, we need less restrictions/less rules in order to live more.
Which is why today I joined my two pregnant friends for lunch at Five Guys. Yup, you heard me … FIVE GUYS … home of mega-greasy burgers and mega-greasy bags o’ fries (and mega-awesome fountain drink selection — 100+ flavors!). These same two friends and I were all pregnant with our first kids at the same time back in 2010, but this time, I was the odd man out in that I had no cravings to answer to … I was just going along for the ride. 😉
I’m learning it’s fairly common in the blogosphere to share bump pics.
In addition to seeing them there, I’m a member of BabyCenter.com, where you see baby bumps of all shapes and sizes at the same exact point in pregnancy. It’s bewildering in a way, just HOW different each woman looks … but comforting, too. We’re ALL so unique!
I never thought I’d be the type to post pics of myself … but since my blog is about recovering from disordered eating issues and body image issues, what better proof of my recovery than showing the world how I’m embracing pregnancy and, well, gaining weight?
And, what better way to show my future daughter just how much her (otherwise modest) mommy loved her — so much that she’d take naked belly shots and post them on her blog for pretty much anyone to see?!
So I created a new page called “BUMP” (across the top nav) where I’ll be updating about every two weeks. If you’re grossed out or not interested in bump pictures, please DO NOT view them; I will not be offended!
But if you wantto view the belly shots, go for it. And stay tuned for future pics every two weeks or so!
Thank you everyone so much for all the congrats! 🙂
I’ll be honest, the past several weeks have been among the most difficult in my life.
I’ve been through lots of challenging times, no doubt … but “the situation” took the cake for sure — and we aren’t really out of the woods, even with good test results (there could always be something wrong even in a seemingly perfectly healthy pregnancy and we will have some more testing coming up as I am further along). So we remain optimistic–but cautiously optimistic.
That said, as a wise friend said to me something that really resonated: with each step we take, we’re adding information to our book of knowledge.
Exactly. (I have such wonderful friends, have I mentioned that?)
Anyway, as I said above, we’re feeling more optimistic now and that’s what counts most 🙂 I’m focused on enjoying my pregnancy vs. being scared to death every waking moment as I was the first trimester (and with just cause).
My first concern is, obviously, the health of my baby girl (you heard me right, it’s a GIRL! :))
If the genetic testing we had to do had any silver lining (and it was a pretty horrific experience, I will say that and spare you the details … ) it was that we got to know the sex at just 12 weeks whereas usually you have to wait til an ultrasound at 18 or 20 weeks.
And as a recovering/recovered disordered eater, I wanted to bring my readers up to speed with how I’ve handled pregnancy so far and how I see things playing out over the next six months. I think it’s safe to say I’ll probably always be a work in progress, but I feel pretty good about where things are now and where I’m headed.
Yesterday, I took the day off to spend with my girlfriends and a dear friend of ours who is visiting from California.
We went to Ann Arbor (where my husband goes to business school) and in between shopping, we had lunch at one of my FAVORITE places here in Michigan,Zingerman’s Deli.
I call it the Carnegie Deli of the midwest — because it’s that good. (And I LOVE the Carnegie, so that’s saying a lot!)
Well, every other time I’ve gone, I’ve ordered their Greek salad and matzo ball soup. I’ve always wanted a sandwich, but was honestly “afraid” to order it, not knowing what all would be in it. Continue reading “Carpe Diem!”→
Hi everyone and thank you for the birthday wishes–here, in person and on Facebook!
My hubby and I took a romantic birthday get-away to Mackinac Island here in Michigan.
If you aren’t familiar with Mackinac, there are no cars allowed on the historical island, so it was like being around at the turn of the century; the only ways around the island are by foot, bike or horse-drawn buggy.
Naturally, being bike lovers, we biked all over the place–even in less than favorable weather at a few points! With the leaves changing color and crisp fall air, it was the perfect fall weekend, and awesome connect-time, which is so important for us especially with him in biz school and working full time.
We had a blast and are already planning to go back, maybe this summer?
I feel good because I was flexible and “normal” this weekend. I enjoyed myself to the fullest and enjoyed every meal, and didnt order a single salad which no doubt was a big step!
I feel like I ate my body weight in sweets and fudge 😉 (fudge what Mackinac is famous for) but hey, a girl turns 30 only once!
Anyway, weekends like these are crucial for people like me–being in nature just does wonders for the soul.
I’m in the car as I blog (via bberry!!) so no photos or long commentary, but I’ll be back Tuesday–we won’t get home til really late tonight.
“Live in the present; come back to the moment.” — the Dalai Lama
This quote epitomizes this past weekend with my best friend, which was absolutely fantastic and exactly what I needed.
As I’ve shared here before, living in the present is (and always has been) one of my biggest struggles. It just doesn’t come naturally to me.
But this weekend, I was really able to do it without much thought. And I couldn’t be happier about it.
Like several experiences I’ve shared throughout my recovery (my anniversary dinner at the Melting Pot, with my hubby, the wedding we went to in Oaxaca this March, etc) this was one of those times where I was able to embrace the present, keeping in mind that we have a million fun moments (in the distant past and recent past) to come back to whenever we want.
And I have to say, it made for a happier, healthier, significantly more enjoyable weekend.
I was just “me” – not recovering disordered eater Melissa. Just Melissa, together with my BFF, savoring precious time together.
You might notice I’ve slightly altered the title of my blog from Coming Clean: Tales of a Disordered Eater (which was my “coming out” about being a disordered eater) to Tales of a (Recovering) Disordered Eater.
Why? Well, I’ve been blogging and in therapy since July, and it has been quite the experience for me, as you know. As time has gone on, I’ve focused much more on the recovery journey/process (with its requisite ups and downs) than anything else. And so if I’m going to be branded as a disordered eater (which I’m ok with) I’d prefer to be known as someone in recovery.
In other words, for anyone who finds me in a Google search — there’s hope.
So … If you have added me on your blogroll (thank you!) would you mind adding that little change? Thanks — I’d appreciate it a ton.
While we aren’t planning on starting a family in this very moment (my husband just began an MBA program at University of Michigan this fall, so ideally we’d like to wait a little longer), it’s been on my mind a lot more lately.