Before my weight loss journey and subsequent gastric bypass surgery, whenever I would buy clothes I would simply grab the 26/28 and hoped it fit, and then grab the 30/32 in case it didn’t. I almost never ordered clothes online, unless they were from Fashion Bug or Lane Bryant, because I never knew what to expect as far as sizing differences. It’s a well-known fact that a 26/28 in one brand may not fit the same as a 26/28 from another brand. And generally, the cheaper the clothing line or item, the smaller it would run.
Now I guesstimate based on what my current size is, and then I go down a size. In terms of jeans, since I have four pairs of 20s and a generous 18 that fit me now, if I get any more I’ll definitely get maybe one or two 18s, and then step down to a 16, since I will eventually be able to get into them. Tops are a little more tricky, because even though I have dropped 90 lbs., the girls are still quite ample. So depending on the size and cut of the top, it may or may not fit.
Tonight I was notified that I was the winner of an Alight giveaway at PJ Mommy, so I had to go onto the website, check out the sizing chart and figure out if I should get a 2X or a 1X. Their sizes seem to run on the smaller side, which means that I’d currently still be a 3X. So I went ahead and requested a 2X.
Who’d have thought that shopping for clothes after gastric bypass would still be such a pain?
Today, after trying on a 2XL ThinkGeek babydoll shirt and being thrilled and in disbelief at the fact that it fit, I was then horrified by my arms. Can we say bingo flaps? So I threw my hair in a ponytail, cleared out the kids, animals and toys from the living room, and set up the Kettleworx workout program that I’ve had sitting in the bedroom since the fall (I tried it once, briefly, but I only followed along with the sample exercises). I have a 5 lb. kettlebell, and I’m starting with the six week Resistance program. The routine is simple enough — 20 minutes per day, three days a week. I did the first session today, and oh my god, I am so out of shape it isn’t even funny. I was slightly winded from the FREAKING WARM UP, people. But I stuck out the full 20 minute workout, and by the end I was sweating, and my muscles felt like jiggly rubber. They’re still slightly rubbery, and I have a feeling I’m going to wake up tomorrow and feel like I can’t get out of bed.
But I need to do this. And so I will do this. I’m going to get a kettlebell for Dan (probably the 10 lb. or 15 lb. one, since he’s a guy (duh) and stronger, and would probably benefit from a heavier weight), and we’re going to sweat it out together. I need to strengthen my muscles and tone up, and he could benefit from some toning as well.
So, three times a week, 20 minutes per day. Not a big deal. I’m going to do the workouts on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, probably in the morning when the kids are at school, or later in the afternoon when they’re in their rooms for quiet time. Wish me luck!

Product reviews.

Taking vitamins, eating small bits of food, drinking plenty of fluids, and vomiting (I can’t wait until I see the people in lab coats for my stricture fix!).

Organizing my house, one room at a time.

Finding fun things to do with the kidlets while we’re cooped up because of the cold weather.











