Real Women Have Curves

The whole Lea-T thing has me baffled. If I was looking at him/her I would never have known that he/she was genetically male. That has a lot to say about the image that a good portion of our female society subliminally believes they have to live up to. Newsflash, folks! REAL WOMEN HAVE CURVES! The anatomical scaffolding has everything to do with the shape that we ultimately are; whether it is 100 pounds or 300 pounds of flesh draped over that frame, the hips are still there! And, yes, while it is true that some have a wider pelvis than others, the difference in shape is much altered from the pelvis of a man. Even 2,000 year-old dried out mummies are identified as male or female based on skeletal structure before the DNA lab results ever are read.

*ahem* In the words of Steven Tyler, "Dude Looks Like a Lady" ???

And I'm not running Lea-T into the ground, live and let live, however it seems that being of feminine shape is "out."



I digress.....



I again apologize for the over-abundance of flesh in my posted pictures (you were warned, LOL.) Like I was telling Jennifer earlier, clothing hides a LOT. I have curves going the wrong way, in every which direction. Brutal honesty works for me, and the sight of my 'wiggly bits' on the internet was more than humbling, and rather effective inspiration to, well..... "get 'er done."

I had a doctor's appointment on Monday to address my dear Auntie Flo has been A.W.O.P. (absent with out pregnancy)((which is a good thing, the no pregnancy)) The bad news in this is that it means that my insulin resistance has climbed to a point where it is interfering with my hormones and my ovaries are not completely releasing eggs. They are collecting as unabsorbed cysts on the ovarian surface and creating testosterone, of all things. I have dealt with this in the past when I went off of birth control pills after my marriage and trying to conceive. My insulin resistance was actually hidden by the regularity that the birth control pil provides. I had seen an OBGYN about the problem, they ran all of the tests and the diagnosis was PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome) and the cause was my body's inability to recognize insulin and year by year I just packed on the pounds and it got worse and worse. I was treated with metformin and a diet with a low glycemic index. At that point I lost 16 pounds in 5 weeks, my cycles resumed and I got pregnant. When I got pregnant, they took me off the Metformin so as not to cause blood sugar problems in my baby. After Elijah was born, I went back on the pill; the insulin problem resurfaced. Although looking back, it was probably always there when I wasn't pregnant. When I was pregnant, my body functioned "normally." My second pregnancy, after I delivered Ean, I weighed 32 pounds LESS than my pre-pregnancy weight.

Anyway, it has been a lot of negligence on my part to think that this had gone away or resolved itself somehow. But the doctor prescribed Provera = the detective to find poor Aunt Flo, and Metformin 500 mg 3x a day, to see how I do.

SO metformin + sensible diet+ excersise+ rest/play = little black dress?