What's the definition of embarrassement?

Well, for me that would be slip-sliding and falling out of my now too-big cossie lol. OOPS!!

Today, being Sunday, I took Riley to the Aqua-Jetty. The Aqua-jetty is great: it's a huge undercover heated pool extravaganza - with lots of separate areas for little bubs and middle-sized kids, a really deep pool for those that are confident swimmers, a whirlpool (with the water pushing you around this large circular area determinedly trying to dunk you like fifty time before you do the circuit) - and a water slide.

When Riley asked if we could go to the pools today I was like...ahhh, crap that would mean me wearing a bathing suit. Usually I'm the one you will find sitting at one of the tables reading the paper while he plays but today I bit the bullet and dragged on my suit in the plan to join him. This would be one of the rare times in like 10 years or more when I would actually get out there and expose myself in a bathing suit in front of anyone who wasn't my family. As luck would have it, I certainly wasn't the biggest person in the pool. It's filled with new mums and dads and kids the only time I felt a stab of disconcertment was when I shed my shorty Roxy kaftan to jump in.

I thought I looked passable in my bathers - these are the same ones I've had forever but I paid a fortune for them years ago and they are still relatively new. So on they went and they fit in all the right places - at least while dry. Wet was another story. Suddenly my ass was hanging out the back (I have no bum! pfft) and the cups were ahh.. a little roomy. Because I was aware of the problem I just putted around, play fighting with Riley in the pools and sitting under the waterfalls. Then comes the cry of ...... "We have to go down the water slide together!!" Oh hell!!

So up we traipse through four lots of stairs.. I go down by myself the first time. I had forgotten just how fast you hurtle down these things. Rocket speed had nothing on me. I came out the other end, arms and legs akimbo and in my mind I was Bo Derek pushing up through the pool water like a sleek seal as I hit the bottom and popped back up. The reality was I burst up, came back down and felt something seriously out of place. Uh huh. My right boob has escaped into the daylight and a teenage boy is staring at me, copping a real eyeful. I squint at him daring him to say something, quickly right myself and here comes Riley a split second later plopping into the water beside me. "That was fun!!" he yells, followed by, "Mum, your face is red. Was that too hard for you?" Pffft... it was so hard, we did the next three times together with him in front of me between my legs, one of my hands holding my nose (so I don't manage to get a jet-like burst of clorinated water jammed up both nostrils), and the other holding my top to my chest so I didn't have a repeat performance of breast baring. I've probably scarred the kid I flashed for life. Fun times.

I am aware I am starting to need a tweak on my fill too. We went out to a BBQ last night at friends and I managed to eat a T-bone steak lol Miss Piggy strikes again. I haven't had steak since being banded but this was so tender it was just fine. The first couple of bites I felt it stick a little and was about to abandon it but taking a smaller bite and chewing more I found it went down just fine. I was the last to finish my meal - not that that is unusual. I've also noticed that I'm getting a little hungrier and that food is going down a little easier. I managed a couple of drinks last night also - but this time didn't get drunk OR fall asleep. Wonder of wonders! Only thing is.. with this new Doc of mine only appearing every few weeks now I'm not booked in until the 30th of November. That's like three weeks away. Sheeeet. I will have to exercise some self-control. And we all know how that turns out!

Hope you guys all had a lovely weekend. I will see you again this week.

Take care

Cara xxxx