Sunday Social

1. Top 3 things you cant go a day without doing
1. Food. 2. Rico 3.Talking to my mom. 

2. 3 things that scare you the most
1. Dying. 2. Delivering a child. 3. Failing as a parent.

3. 3 places you want to see before you kick the bucket
1. Hawaii. 2. Ireland. 3. Paris.

4. 3 movies you will always love
1. The Little Mermaid. 2. Clueless. 3. The Godfather 

5. 3 favorite current songs
1. John Legend "All of Me" 2. Beyonce "Partition" 3. Idina Menzel "Let It Go" - I loved the move Frozen! 

My Plastic Surgery Story [Part 2]

Hey guys! This is the second part of my plastic surgery story. Read the first part here. 

So where did I leave off? Oh, did I go through with the surgery? 

No. I had just graduated high school and I was a couple weeks out from starting college and I didn't want to miss time from the surgery so I put it on the back burner.

Time went on and I still struggled with my chest. I gained and lost some weight through the years and so did my chest but they were still large for my frame. 

The summer of 2009, I lost my job and went through a depression and was incredibly stressed out. Juan and I had just moved into a new apartment. With the job loss I figured I'd make that time worthwhile and workout and try to eat healthy. My idea of healthy back then was WAY different than what I think now. Working out and eating better I thought I'd lose some weight and instead I was gaining. In a matter of a couple of months I gained about 15-20 pounds which made me even more depressed. I went to see a doctor for this issue and was diagnosed with hypothyroid. My doctor put me on meds to get my thyroid under control but I was still having trouble getting the weight off. 

This was summer 2009 on my 22nd birthday.

With the weight gain, I felt uncomfortable and not very confident in myself. In all honesty, I even shut down job interviews because I felt horrible about myself and I didn't want anyone seeing me that way. I couldn't fit in any of my clothes and my large(r) chest just put me in a deeper depression. I was determined to get this fixed as soon as I found a job with health insurance. 

These are probably the last photos I have of a full body shot before my surgery. I was not very photogenic during that time. It is taking me a lot of courage to post these photos but I want to give you an idea of what I looked like just a few years ago.

When I turned 22, I knew I had to get it done. I gained weight because my thyroid was out of whack. I was working out trying to lose but to no avail. I remember crying some nights because I was so uncomfortable in my own body but I was doing all that I could. I was eating right, I was working out, but I was so depressed. I talked to my family and to Juan and they were so supportive of my decision. I couldn't wait any longer. I knew it was going to be the best decision for me.

I made an appointment and consultation with the same doctor in April 2010 and he answered all my questions regarding the surgery. His explanation with everything was so thorough and great and I felt entirely comfortable with him. We scheduled my surgery for June 2, 2010. He took photos and submitted them to my insurance company. The next few months I had researched (FYI, don't google any surgeries. It'll scare you.) I had also saved every penny I could to help pay for my deductible which was over $2800. I was ready. I knew that this decision was going to change me. 

Stay tuned for the last part next week to read about my experience! 

Thanks for reading! 

My Plastic Surgery Story [Part 1]

Thought I'd share my plastic surgery story with you all. Since it is kind of long, I'm going to split it up into three series and publish them weekly. I had a breast reduction in case you're wondering what kind of surgery I had and it was the best decision I ever made. If you're thinking about having a breast reduction or any kind of plastic surgery, ready my story. :)

Here it goes...

Since the age of about eleven I knew I had developed before any of the other girls in my class. When I was in fifth grade I remember being bra size B cup. Fifth grade? I remember boys talking to me only because I wore a bra. So lame but that was my life for most of my school years. Up until high school I was known as the girl with big boobs. I couldn't find a cute prom dress that would cover my chest, I couldn't wear anything strapless or spaghetti strap tops. It was awful. Aren't those the years where you can wear whatever you wanted?

I knew by the time I was 15 that I needed to have my breasts removed. I hated them so much that I wanted them gone. All gone. I would have rather had a flat chest than a size 36DDD/E. For my quinceanera, I had to have a strapless bra especially made for me because my boobs wouldn't fit in a regular size strapless bra you'd find at the store. I remember it was a size F. A size frickin F. I was 15 years old! I refused to buy bras that were bigger than a 36DD because the ones bigger than that were ugly granny bras. I was too young for that mess. So my boobs naturally made the muffin top over my bra or would peek through under the bra. I had straps break in the middle of the school day, the underwire poke through and dig into my ribs, and an awful rash from them being so large. They were dragging me down, literally.

My large chest kept me from playing sports or participating in dance in school because I was so self conscious about them. I knew people would stare. When I would work out, I'd wear a regular bra and a sports bra over it just to keep them from flying all over the damn place. I couldn't sleep without a bra on because it was more uncomfortable not to. 

Oh the struggle was real! 

When I graduated high school in 2005, my mom and I scheduled a consultation with a plastic surgeon near our home. He said that it was best that I get it done and most likely insurance would cover it. We had photos sent to insurance to see if it would be covered and they approved. 

Did I go through with the surgery? 

Stay tuned...