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It's my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
nothing good ever came without a struggle
Olivia -My 600-lb Life (via wordstumbling)
Christ, more Pauline! Found this on youtube and was watching it out of curiosity. I am so sorry our friends from across the pond have been exposed to this woman.
I love My 600lb Life, its made me feel so secure in my decision to have wls. A lot of people on the show actually tried and, even if they didn’t make a massive dent in their weight by the end of their episode, they were actually making progress.
Pauline, though,…. freaking Pauline.
She refused to even get up to walk in order to make sure she didn’t even clots in her leg… Dr. Now had to give her another surgery to put a filter in her leg. Before that, he even had to put her in the hospital and intervene… it was the only time she ever lost weight during the show.
Long before that, she was on Dr. Phil, lamenting about her weight.
This whole time, she is keeping her son, now in his 20′s, practically prisoner to her whims.
Shes abusive, emotionally manipulative, she’s whiny and she’s just full of excuses.
Pauline Potter is an awful human being.
Penny from My 600lb Life
Okay this episode is not really sad I want to punch her in the damn face. Now she’s being rude to this nice nutritionist lady and I just want to smack her. She reminds me of a supersize version of these tumblr fat acceptance idiots.
Ridiculous. Almost everyone on this show breaks my heart but Penny is seriously… I’m finding it hard to have any sympathy.
She better pray her poor little boy doesn’t end up the same as she does. He will be traumatized enough going to her funeral when he’s in MAYBE high school.
As selfish and dumb as she is, she deserves better for herself, too. No one deserves for their body to be their prison. But it’s her fault for locking herself up and throwing away the key.
I pray God gets through to her….
When Keeping Up With The Kardaahian and My 600lb Life is as Scary as American Horror Story!
Date a boy who makes you happy, but marry him only if he makes you laugh deep-belly rumbles that hurt your ribs as they expand outwards. Date him when he sees that you’re hurting and he gives you a moment to feel that pain like a handprint spreading across your consciousness, marry him only if he can make you smile even while you’re gross sobbing. The world is not a kind place. You will feel a lot of pain. Make sure you are with someone who makes it all bearable. Humor is an excellent gauge of intelligence. Life gets boring. Find someone who makes the banal interesting.
The Right Man You Should Date or Marry (via thelovewhisperer)
I’m here puking every 30 minutes after I eat something, can’t move from the couch or save myself by getting food or drink, but at least I get a baby at the end of this crazy nausea and puking. I know someone my age who is battling cancer and is going through this exact thing with puking and nausea and losing weight,but doesn’t get the prize of a baby at the end of it. She gets her life back if she’s lucky. I should be thankful that I’m sick only because of pregnancy.
To my future child,
I want such good things for you and I already feel like I’m not good enough to provide you with the life you deserve. My heart aches at the thought, but sometimes I feel like maybe you’d be better off with a mother who is less scarred than me, one who carries less baggage from her past.
But alas here we are, just 7 weeks until your due date and I’m still trying to get my mind around it. I’m praying to the universe that I’m good enough for you, that your father and I can provide the best and most loving home, and that you will be healthy upon your arrival earth side. In all honesty, I’m scared, and apparently that’s normal but it doesn’t make the feelings less intense.
When you eventually become a teenager, I never want you to look at yourself in the mirror with disdain in your heart. I never want you to take a blade across your skin so that all the sadness pours out. I never want you to fear me, or feel embarrassed to tell me what is going on inside that mind of yours. I never want this world to hurt you like it did me.
Can I protect you from these things? Can I teach you self love and confidence and happiness when I’m only just learning myself? I’m sure I’ll make mistakes but no matter what, I know that my life’s mission is to love you, protect you, to raise you up further than I’ve ever been. I feel like it was my destiny to be your mother but I know you’ll be teaching me a whole lot more than I’ll ever teach you.
Any other August 2016 due dates?
Mine’s the 11th, based off measurements at my first ultrasound!
Any other August 2016 due dates?
Mine’s the 11th, based off measurements at my first ultrasound!
I'm due August 25th.
we are officially nesting! 💕 #aryacarmel #cryderbaby2016 #whennerdshavebabies #pregblr #nestingproblems #love #starwars #babygirl #theforceisstrongwiththisone
"Why are you telling everyone so early?"...
… is a question I’ve been hearing a lot of in one form or another. We’re planning to announce publicly on New Year’s Day and it has a lot of people raising their eyebrows. So, let me answer it!
First and foremost, we serve an incredible God. He knows our inmost thoughts and the number of hairs on our heads. Likewise, he has set the number of our days before the beginning of time. None of us know how many of these days we get, but each is a gift, and I know this to be true for our baby as well. This baby is a gift and a true medical miracle; whether s/he lives 8 weeks or 80 years, my job is to raise them right and celebrate the joy they bring. So, by sharing our news earlier than most, I’m celebrating this life that has been given to us. I’m choosing to trust that the number of days has nothing to do with my ability to keep a secret or worry away the time. Instead of hushed tones and fearfulness, I’d rather ask our community to uplift us in prayer, regardless of the outcome, and surround us in support. I pray this baby grows strong and safely, but that’s not up to me anyway, so I’m choosing joy, peace, and faithfulness. 💝
When You Stop and Think about the Baby...
After having a bad reaction to some take out (I threw up without even eating), I knew I had to take it. Here it is! I am still in shock. I haven’t stopped crying. I just want to thank all of you wonderful ladies that have put up with my venting, have been my shoulder to cry on & most importantly have been the best support system that I could ever ask for.
I am proud to say that I’m pregnant ! 💞👶🏽
Baby Westie, expected August 2016 💝 Merry Christmas! We got the best gift of all, WE’RE PREGNANT! Hence, why I’ve been so absent! How can I blog about ttc for almost a year, get my bfp, and stay silent?! We found out almost 3 weeks ago and I was dying to post it all, but knew too many readers IRL to keep the secret. I’ll start back-posting… I’ve been keeping a journal of each milestone so I could share it with you all once our families knew! Thank you for all your support and words of encouragement… Keep the prayers coming! We’re feeling very, very blessed as we celebrate the birth of our Savior and the miracle we’re receiving. [news is not on social media yet, so keep it on the DL 💋]
Fingers crossed for all you mamas-in-waiting, hope 2016 is the year of the bfp for you!
Not much of anything other than bloat, but gotta keep a record of the belly.
Morning sickness hit hard today, trying to clean kennels at work was impossible (we don’t have a kennel assistant, so I do it normally), so the office manager stepped in and helped me.