A little Bug love

Yesterday, as I was sitting here reading email, my 6 year old, Bug, came to me, put his arms around me and gave me some love. A few minutes later, he said, “Mom, I’m so glad you had surgery to be skinny. You aren’t so hard to hug anymore.”

It brought a tear to my eye in a couple of ways. First of all, he’s SIX! He realizes that his mom was/is very obese. Second, even if nobody else can see it, he can tell, by his hugs, that I have made progress.

With that, I can say that I will NEVER regret having this surgery. Second to my life being prolonged, my kids are the reason I had a sleeve gastrectomy performed three weeks ago. They are the reason I WANT to live a long(er) life.

And today I made a new goal. Bug will hug me…and his arms will touch. Not just fingertips or hands, but arms.

Published in: on April 27, 2010 at 4:26 PM  Leave a Comment  
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Right. Now I feel bad.

This morning, as I’m just getting into the groove of the Monday morning rush to get Bug ready and off to school, he tells me about the dream he had last night.

Bug:  Mom, I had a dream and it wasn’t a nightmare like the daydream that was a nightmare on that I had on the way home from grandma’s (yesterday evening).

Me: Good!  What was it about?

Bug:  Easter. *giggle*

Me:  Reeeaaallly?

Bug:  Yes.  Mom?  Do you think the Easter Bunny will get scared of Lucky (my parent’s little ankle biting, raccoon and possum killing dog) like he did last year?

Me:  Huh?  What are you talking about, Bug?

Bug: You know, he got scared and dropped all of his eggs all over the yard!  You know, mom!  Remember?!

(The kid is incredibly close to hysterics at this point thinking I don’t remember ANYTHING!)

Me: Ahhh…I remember.  I don’t know.  I guess we will just have to wait and see.

Okay, so why do I feel bad?  Well, the answer is simple.  I’ve been so self involved lately that I didn’t really think of doing anything other than a basket with more toys than candy for Easter.  I didn’t think about my normal egg hunt, egg decorating, pastel egg/bunny shaped food.  I have been so consumed with what I think I need during this pre-op diet, I forgot about my kids’ memories.

So, now I feel the need to make this the best, most memorable Easter ever.  Obviously, I have to do the obligatory Easter egg hunt, decorating eggs, Easter theme shapes to food and Hubs says a big chocolate bunny is mandatory, too.  What other ideas do you have for me?  My kids are going to go through a lot of having to be on their best behavior the week after Easter so I want to give them something great to talk about while making all of us adults proud.

Alright.  Send forth all ideas…NOW!

Published in: on March 29, 2010 at 8:57 AM  Leave a Comment  
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