Average

I have heard that the average size woman is about a size 12 or 14. Is this true? It would make me smack dab in the average range, but I think this number is false. I feel as though it has shrunk considerably, especially in the mother's of young children demographic. I go to different places with the kids - zoo's, park's, lakes, even dropping off at school, and I think that all of the other mothers look way smaller than me. It got me to thinking that the new "average" must have shrunk to maybe an 8, or a 10 at the most. Are all of these mothers out at the gym early each morning before their families wake up? Or do they not eat? I always feel as though everyone looks way cuter and way more together than myself. Or am I just delusional? Some days I think I look OK, and on others I look in the mirror and think I must have gained 22 pounds overnight.

I am tired today and am blaming it on the fact that I gave blood yesterday and my body must still be replenishing. Or maybe it is that we ran out of coffee and I didn't have any all day, and have been in a perpetual fog. Could I be that dependent on coffee? I think I might, because I had to actually lay down on the bed while Jack was in the tub tonight. I just lay there listening to him splash like crazy, knowing that he was getting water all over the floor, and I didn't even have the energy to go and stop him. No, it must be my lack of blood, my body just must be taking an extra long time making more. I am ashamed to say that I hadn't given since I was in high school, and we all know this was quite a few years ago. They didn't even still have me in their system! But the Red Cross was at a place that I drive by on my way home from work, and my mother-in-law had the kids, so I figured I would just pop in and give. Yes, I actually thought I would "pop" in. It turns out that people are way more generous with their blood than I thought and I had to wait almost an hour just for my turn. Luckily I passed all of the other tests, like that painful finger prick for iron, and I didn't have a temp. While I was there I saw about 4 people get rejected and they all looked pretty upset. I guess if I had gotten rejected I would have felt the same way. I mean, you hear all the time to give, give, give, greatest gift of life, blah blah blah and then to be there and actually be told, "no thanks, we really need blood, but not yours honey" would be pretty disheartening. Oh well, guess my blood is good . . . yay me.