56 Year Old Mother of 3, Nana of 6

I'm a smaller woman and my weight has fluctuated from 120 to 125 for the last 10 years. I've always hated my tummy after my 3rd delivery which was a C section. The doctor did a very low one that was great but I've always had a shelf of skin hanging over. I am pretty health conscious and work out pretty regular. It has been discouraging through the years of feeling my abs but never being able to see them. I have a wonderful husband who we share an amazing sex life- my tummy is always a distraction to me- He has encouraged me for years to have it fixed if only to give me comfort with myself. I have struggled with that's vain, I'm blessed to be the size I am and have all that I have. Wouldn't plastic surgery be a insult to God. Why cant I just be grateful. A few years ago at my Father-in-laws funeral our pastor talked about the body and it is always aging... that we replace our tires on our cars and gutters on roofs but truth is sometimes when the body gets sick it is the course it is on and there is no turning back. It is Gods trimming of life has come to end. He then went on to share how my father-in-law continued to embrace life for a long time with the sickness that wasn't healed this side of heaven. I began that day to have freedom in maintenance of this earthly body. Always one to eat healthy have exercise and drink my water...trying to keep my heart pure of un-forgiveness and to love others beyond myself. So why can't I have improvements made to this body that took on destruction in giving birth to 3 beautiful children. When there is a hail storm we replace roofs. It took me awhile longer to began to seriously consider this surgery.
I still struggled with the judgments of others, I know silliness- people judge you regardless of what we say or do. Then there was my daughters, if I do this what does this say to them about their own body image. I'm smaller then both of them I did not want them to measure themselves because of me. Truth is they have all of their adult life... Thinking through their own life choices I realized they have done the things they have wanted many times with out regards to my input. It was through these precious conversations with my loving husband that I heard my own heart and I finally got over THE HUMP. I searched out several surgeons and we went to 3 consultations. Choose my doctor set the date and then told my daughters. They were thrilled! They said mom you have complained about it for years. They were glad to hear I was doing something about it. Now they are saying we will watch go through it maybe that will be in our future. My son and his wife were very encouraging also...I then told a friend that is very against any plastic surgery. Her first question was what are you going to have done? Then recently she has been thinking about some improvements herself. Women how we need each other...
So we are off to a planned trip to St Lucia tomorrow returning home May 11th with my surgery Tuesday May 16th.