Where is she you ask?
For the past 40 or so years she's been hiding inside a body that's just a bit too big for her vertically challenged 155cm frame. With the help of a Gastric Lapband, Bron's going to transform. Just like "The Very Hungry Caterpillar", she will gradually emerge healthier and happier. This blog records that transformation.
Not really of course ~ that would be carelessness in the extreme. No, Max was playing around on the scales yesterday and I realised that he weighs 24kg................wait a minute, that's how much weight I've lost so far!! I'm astonished because I can barely pick Max up anymore. He's just too heavy. I can pick him up for a cuddle, but I can't carry him in from the car if he's asleep or stagger around for long with him in my arms before I need to collapse into a chair. How on earth did I carry that weight around when it was attached to me? My back is sore from carrying little Froglet around for the past 3 weeks and he only weighs 3.5kg. Stupid back should think itself lucky that I wasn't placed with a 24kg infant! That'd teach it to whinge. I can't wait to see what it feels like to get rid of the next 16 or so kgs. I'll need someone to hold my hand so that I don't float off into the clouds.
I seem to be cruising along here in 'Where's Bron' land ~ weight-loss is going well, little Froglet is thriving (gaining 165g in 6 days and earning himself 'legend' status with the MACH nurse!) and Max is managing the enormous changes in his life with his customary aplomb. We're going well.
I will get the lime and yellow garb on soon, because I'm sure there'll be a change to be seen, but there's the small matter of finding the time. It won't be long, but at the moment if there are 5 more minutes to be sleeping, I'm there. Sleep is a precious comodity with the little Froglet around, and I'm sure he'll get the hang of 'day' and 'night' soon, but for now he's got them arse about. He's swinging from the chandelier during the night, often managing to round out the wee small hours with a spectacular bowel motion. During the day he's a chilled little dude who eats and sleeps with regular monotony. He's not due to be born till the end of next week, so we'll cut him some slack until his official due date, and I'm sure his circadian rhythm will kick in soon enough the RIGHT way around.
Last week on Tuesday, there was a surprise addition to the 'Where's Bron' household. A beautiful baby boy came to us via foster care, and is living with us for as long as he needs to. He's 4 weeks old now, very gorgeous, and has turned our routine upside-down! I'm loving having him here, and making sure that he has the very best start possible, and Max is managing well, although his new computer game is far more interesting most of the time. An unexpected but very welcome consequence is that while I'm busy and tired, I'm not thinking about food, and the weightloss is powering ahead. I'm being careful to eat enough, and taking my mulit-vitamin, but not wondering about what the next meal is going to be at all. I did indeed reach the goal of getting into the 70's before Coffs Harbour, although our holiday bit the dust when news of the little Froglet hit so we didn't actually make it to Coffs at all (sob!!). Max was disappointed about missing out on the holiday, and so we'll probably have to go camping some time in the near future.............................I've got to do something with all the camping stuff that I've bought and never used!!!! The timing has been good because it's school holidays so Max is at home and can be part of it all rather than feeling excluded at school. So as little Froglet is drinking away and getting weighed to ensure that he's gaining enough weight, I'm shrinking more and more. I'm happy with the fill I've got so far, and so won't make an appointment to see the doc for a while yet. We'll see how long the 'babymoon' lasts!
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