Oh my, it’s THAT time of year. Reunion time. I have to lose 20 pounds, get my hair to grow at least 6 inches and have all my nasty adult acne clear and have beautiful skin, and I need it all now…..
I hate reunions. My 10 year was fun. I was skinny when I went to mine. LOL. I got to flash my skinny tush in front of all the snobbies at my reunion. But, in all honesty, I don’t care much about impressing those twits. No, we have the serious reunion this summer. MY HUSBAND’S CLASS REUNION. EEK.
This really wouldn’t be so bad, but at Rick’s 5 year reunion, I was about 2 weeks away from delivering Conor. I was a beached whale. I was HUGE. My ankles were swollen. Heck, my everything was swollen. And of course, it was the first time I ever met any of my husband’s friends from high school. I swore to myself that day that at Rick’s next reunion, I would be slim and svelte and OH MY GOSH…..where did the last five years go?
Well, I know for part of it, we had another baby, but other than that, I am at a loss. I still have the same hips though. I am not the slim, svelte creature I vowed to be. This bothered me for weeks after Rick’s invitation came. I knew that I didn’t have the time to shrink my body to a size 5 in time for the reunion.
But, then I thought long and hard. My husband doesn’t love me day in and day out because of what I look like, and if his friends were to judge me for the same, he would not be pleased with them either. Rick loves me for the wife and mother that I am.
I know, at the 20 year reunion I will be slim and svelte…LOL. No I won’t. I will still be me, with a little extra padding, and if fate is kind to me I will still be Rick’s wife, and he will still love me, extra padding and all.
Edited to add: I wrote this a LONG time ago. Rick’s 20 year reunion is next year. I am still me, I still have extra padding, and above all else, Rick still loves me and I am still his wife. 🙂
Until next time…