Of many.
I am 46 years old.
I am happily married.
My husband is a chef-a really, really, good one.
I am chubby.
Ok...I'm fat. It is what it is.
And this blog is dedicated to being fat...being a mom...being a wife...and being stuck in middle aged fighting.
Fighting you say?
Yes.
Fighting against a possible diabetes diagnosis, fighting against the mirror in the Lane Bryant dressing room and all of the nasty truths it tells...
Fighting against a wave of losses, and fighting the love for chocolate.
But, whatever...I'm scrappy.
So, read...laugh...and maybe cry sometimes.
I won't judge.
Ok. I might judge a little, but I promise I'll judge you less than I do myself.
XOXO,
Jadedgirl.
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