Thanksgiving pt 2

So it is now Friday evening, last night was intense. So much food and so little time, the one thing I hate about the holidays is how much I am reminded that I am fat. I don't feel as fat as I look in pictures or mirrors. I finally told my grandmother about my surgery, she is excited of course. She likes to make me feel like shit even if she doesn't mean it. I think it must be her time when she grew up where women had to be skinny and if they wernt they we're going to try everything they had to get there.

I have been trying to drink at least 32 oz of water everyday but that is so hard! First world problems right lol but crap it is hard. I feel kind of crispy today because I didn't drink as much water as I should have so I am feeling dehydrated today.

Oh crap how could I forget this, I went to hug my sweet little cousin and she asked me if I had a baby in my belly. My natural reaction was to tell her that it was a food baby. But no then she asked why my belly was so big. Children say the most honest things. I would be lying if I told you that didn't hurt a little. But I brushed it off and loved her up. It is hard to be a big girl and to hear truthful things about yourself. There is one thing that is true and it is that you can always count on children to tell you the truth.

So thankfully that just made me more excited about my surgery. I am more determined now more than ever.