Oh, an exciting and nervewracking day for Mac Belle (or should that be Mac Beau?).

I fourth or fifth or seven hundredth the bit about healthy eating habits. Nutrition knowledge seems too rare among adults I know.

K-Bug is totally healthy looking. She looks like she could kick your ass like a farmgirl.

She weighs somewhere around 135 - 140 and is 5'2". She has a bit of a belly, but not much. She does have muscles...oh no! So she actually has thighs instead of sticks.

Sorry...I get so frustrated cause I don't see her as overwight or fat or unhealthy. I know I am, but I try to keep my issue just that - MINE. Not meaning to hit anyone else's hot buttons. As much as I would love a weight loss/getting heathlier partner, I don't want to reinforce any unhealthy mind games she might be playing on herself.

Of course, learning good habits is ALWAYS a good thing.

This. My mom was a WW "leader" for many years as well as a PE teacher, and I absorbed a lot of information on how to live healthfully as a result. Truthfully, I'm most likely to struggle with my weight when I let my inner sloth-like party girl take over - i.e., eating unhealthily, drinking way too much, and not exercising. If I enforce some self-discipline, the good habits come back without too much struggle. Of course, I'm also blessed with a relative lack of health problems. But the knowledge is a very good thing to have.

so, mac started school today. there were tears, but I left him at 9 after staying 45 minutes in the room with him. The school counselor kept me from leaving earlier. She didn't want me to leave until he had completely stopped crying for a period of time. my mom picks him up at 2:30.

It's a tough transition. It helps to have a good-bye routine. (A short one, but a routine.)

{{msbelle and mac}} First day of school is a tough one.

I really dislike the idea of there being a threshold below which one may not have body issues -- my body is the only one I've ever lived in, and when it changes shape in a way that displeases me, it has exactly nothing to do with anyone else. My body, my standards. I don't bring up body image demons at work, because I think it's tacky (discussing anything that personal with acquaintances), but the idea that my opinions about my own body don't count unless I'm the fattest one in the room is bullshit.

[eta that I'm in a massively pissy mood today from being 18 weeks pregnant and still unable to keep a decent breakfast down, and it's probably affecting my reading of this conversation in unfairly negative ways.]

but the idea that my opinions about my own body don't count unless I'm the fattest one in the room is bullshit.

I don't think anyone has expressed that idea.

so, mac started school today. there were tears, but I left him at 9 after staying 45 minutes in the room with him. The school counselor kept me from leaving earlier. She didn't want me to leave until he had completely stopped crying for a period of time. my mom picks him up at 2:30.

I think it is great that your mom and dad were able to come up and help you with this transition. Good luck to mac at school!

sits with Jessica.