Why I am blogging about my mommy makeover

June 3, 2016

To be perfectly honest, I had no idea how to begin my search for my surgeon. I knew exactly what I wanted, but I had no clue who to talk to. Other than a simple boob job, no one I knew at the time has ever had any major cosmetic procedures done before. So to begin my hunt for a surgeon, I posted on one the most artificial social media sites I know of – Fakebook. 

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Back in February, I had written a post on our community Facebook page asking if anyone would recommend me a surgeon for my mommy makeover; and I was profoundly disappointed at the lack of public responses I received.  With the exception of 1 awesome and brave mama, everyone who responded did so through private messaging; no one wanted to publicly admit that they’ve had work done.

arrowThis is one of the many reasons why I chose to start this blog. When does faking-it ever serve anyone? To go around flaunting your new stunning body as if you worked to achieve those results just makes the rest of us feel more self-conscious then we already do. Now, that’s not to say you didn’t work hard with proper exercise, a healthy diet, etc.; but for those of us who do all these things – and more – and still achieved zero results, is disheartening and frustrating to say the least. I’ve tried everything I can think of to whip my body back into shape. I’ve done 4 straight months of eating right and exercising. My exercise routine consists of Insanity, P90X, and running 3 miles in the evening. Unfortunately, there isn’t any exercise in the world that can fix the issues that my two pregnancies have caused. I am so unhappy with my aftermath of my two pregnancies – at times I wont even let my husband touch me because I turn myself off. I NEED this surgery. I NEED to feel sexy again.

So as promised, I have attached for you my BEFORE pictures.

 

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My Big Decision …

June 2, 2016

I seriously can’t believe I’m going through with this. I’ve always been one to judge people who undergo plastic surgery. I used to say things like: “be happy with what God gave you” and “be proud of the battle scars you have”;  but after my beautiful twins Ashley & Aubrey and my last little bundle of joy Amy, I must admit that I am not happy with the aftermath of my two pregnancies and breastfeeding. I have permanently separated abdominal muscles which makes me look like I’m 3 months pregnant (diastasis recti), an umbilical hernia, and excess/stretched out skin on both my tummy and my breasts.

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I know what many of you are probably thinking: “What are you talking about … you look great!” Well, I can assure you that what you see on the outside is deceiving; even my grandmother had a socking reaction when she saw the aftermath of what 18 months of pregnancy and breastfeeding did to me. I believe her exact words were, “Oh my-gosh … I am so sorry Kelly”. And if grandma says it’s bad, then you know it’s bad.

So in exactly 2 weeks from today, I will be getting a full tummy tuck, liposuction of the flanks, a breast lift, and breast implants! I am beyond excited – but I’m even more scared. I’m scared of the long recovery and the effect it will have on my husband and children; I’m scared of the financial commitment this surgery requires; and I’m scared that my decision to do this is a selfish one.

For those of you who know me best, you know I don’t like to ask for help. I am very independent; sometimes a little too independent – and knowing that I need to rely on others to care for me and my children while I’m recovering is not something I’m looking forward to. But I can no longer live with what looks like a wrinkley-old-stretched-out-saggy women’s body – I NEED this change.

So wish me luck and let the countdown begin !!! I can’t wait to share my results with you!

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