Trifecta- TT, MR, and Lipo. A Little Something for the Midsection my Mini Me's So Thoroughly Destroyed - Saint Louis, MO

Well, I have been lurking for the past week or so and figured it was about time to start my journal of this whole deal. I know in reading a lot of your stories that I have been inspired, encouraged, informed and scared to death. But, I do love research and am kind of a nerd, so the more I can learn and prepare, the more successful I think this procedure will be. Women love to share, we can't help ourselves.

I am 40, a single mom to three delightful little people, who love me when I suck, tell me I am beautiful when I'm not, and terrorize me on a regular basis. Ages 11,10, and 5. Their dad has been gone since my baby was a baby and we have had a roller coaster of a ride over the past 5 years. God is good and has blessed me beyond anything I could deserve, with the exception of my torn up, wrinkly belly. I was never a skinny toothpick, but always athletic and curvy, with a great belly. Having babies, losing everything except the babies, caused me to neglect me for a really long time. In the past year, I have lost about 50 lbs and almost 20% of my body fat, but still have a the lap flap. Granted it is much smaller and not as flappy after losing weight, but it still looks like sh*# when I'm nekkid.

I am addicted to my trainers and workouts, but need to go to the next level. I need my body to match my work/effort. The money I spend on my fitness goals has been all I have done for myself in as long as I can remember. My kids will always get 110% of me, but I see this as the gift that will keep on giving. For me, to me, by me ;)) as I said earlier, I'm a researcher and went nuts researching the best PS in my area and finally set up a consultation a week ago. After 2 hours with the PS and her staff, i knew I had found the surgeon to trust and booked my date 24 hours later. Once I am in, I am in. Go big or go home. Bottom line , she is going to fix my split muscles, get rid of the wiggle and jiggle. So, I have a month from this morning and will past pictures when I get a few minutes. I have loved getting to read through your stories and I am so thankful to have found such a supportive network. I look forward to finding my flat side alongside y'all!!

Xoxo

I hate this part, but I know I will be glad afterwards. I also appreciate everyone sharing their before pics, so I guess it's my turn. My work just scheduled an out of town meeting only surgery date and told me I needed to change my date, which totally chafed me. They have no idea how much planning has gone into getting 3 kids cared for and rides arranged.....blah,blah, blah. Fingers crossed I can come up with an alternate date close to the original. I am crunchy this morning.

After some passive aggressive maneuvering with my boss, I decided to not go to blows over my original date (even though I really wanted to be a complete baby about the whole thing). I am not going to dwell on why this date is not as great, I am just going to be glad to be getting it done. Period.

I am completely psyched, but to be completely honest, I have panic attacks about dying from anesthesia. I am the only parent for my little people, so it isn't money or recovery that scares me, it's voluntary death. Can you imagine leaving kids without a parent because you don't like your belly? I am going to choose to channel my church when I was 8 that blamed everything on the devil. That is the only explanation for my ridiculous fear. Just so y'all can have a little context, I am wicked sarcastic. I can't help myself. So, if I ruffled your feathers, I truly am sorry.

But it totally is the devil. My belly is gonna rock and I am not gonna die. I will live to terrorize all 3 of those little stinkers and be awesome doing it.

26 days. That's all I have. Loving all your updated and thank you!!