I received
two interesting comments yesterday that made me think.
The first
was from one of my husband’s “auntie” - a lady who calls him her son and who he
helps out on occasion with chores and DIY. She sees me as her daughter-in-law;
because we all need more than one mum-in-law….
She came
to see us yesterday and commented “you must be sitting a lot for work, you’ve
gotten fat”.
I get
these kinds of comments from older ladies every now and again – I’m not quite
sure what bothers them so much about my weight and body, but they don’t hold
back in letting me know about it. I have to say it stung – not because I have
hang ups about my body – I love this body that carried me through seven
pregnancies and five children, that serves me day in day out to serve my family
and community, that belies a strength and stamina that people don’t realise is
there and that I genuinely believe to be a beautiful body. I don’t walk about
thinking “poor me, I’m fat”, I tell myself “Damn you look good, thank you
Allah”
It stung
because once more someone felt the need to point it out. That this is what she
could see before she could see any other good quality I might have. That’s all
we come down to: thin and youthful and disciplined (implying good), or fat and
lazy and greedy (implying we need to fix ourselves).
When she
left my poor husband had to hear about it. I told him if there were no aunties,
no husbands, no neighbours and no rude relatives then I would never have to
hear comments like this or worry about what they were thinking or going to say.
I told him I am happy as I am and I seem to be the only one that is. He had the good sense to listen and make no
comment at this point.
The second comment was from my daughter, she overheard the conversation with my husband and later mentioned to me that she could never remember a time when I was slim (it was up until baby number four, when she was 10 years old). That surprised me, as it didn’t feel so long ago.
The thing
is, if all these well-meaning people who needed to help me see myself as the
fat flawed creature I supposedly am, were genuinely well-meaning they could do
better than make comments or offer useless advice. They could do the things
that make a difference:
Offer
your time – when I started walking after work, I found it made me late for the
rest of the evening – cooking, evening routines, children’s bedtimes. By the
time my children’s evening routines were done, it was dark and I didn’t feel
safe to go out (the number of prostitutes, pimps, drug dealers, drunk people
and aggressive beggars, including drug users desperate for their next fix, in
our neighbourhood at night is crazy).
So, any
help with watching the kids or getting things done, will help free up time to
exercise.
Eat out
healthier – every time we eat out its somewhere that has burgers, chips or oily
curries. Healthy options are so limited locally – mainly grilled chicken or a
basic salad with chicken in. So, when you look at options to eat out, look for
somewhere that has better, tastier, and more healthy options.
Stop
giving sweet stuff – every time there is a family gathering, or
dinner, or visit, we bring chocolates, cake, mithai (Indian sweets) and all
manners of unhealthy, sugary sweet stuff. I have stuff still piled up in my
kitchen cupboard from Eid. Replace it with fruit, or something else useful
(don’t give me a crappy candle). The only exception is Krispy Kreme donuts on
Eid – my two guilt-free, eat whatever you want days of the year.
Offer
your company – I always struggled to find a walking partner,
none of my friends, family or neighbours have ever been able to commit to a
regular, brisk walk, esp. when I am available - early in the morning. I find
exercising with a partner that is good company helps the time go more quickly
and with greater ease.
This all sounds a bit demanding and entitled, but if you are really concerned enough about my weight to point it out or give me unwanted advice, perhaps you can concern yourself in ways that are useful and effective. If this sounds like too much effort, then you may wish to consider if your concern is genuine or just superficial and more about you than me – in which case, shove your advice and your comments!!