Before returning to work I had to shed some serious poundage. Remember I’d eaten cake and ice cream every night because I could? I am not one of those women with a closet full of different sized clothes to suit the mood and weight swings of the wearer. I had been a size 10 in England ever since I started buying clothes that weren’t stretchy and malleable and when I moved to America I dropped a size (or is it considered two?), and became and still am, a perfect 8.
None of the clothes in my closet fitted my new, fuller figure, except my bright and cheerful jumpsuits, hubby’s sweaters, and my new nursing nightgowns, somehow I did not consider these select items of clothing to be acceptable corporate attire so the cake and ice cream layers had to go!
I learned a valuable lesson…putting on weight was fun…losing it wasn’t.
With my other three I was wiser, plus I had a child, or two, or three depending on which pregnancy I was on, and I was constantly in a flap…
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.
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