As a big girl, it was easy for him to snuggle. Throw the arm on top of my large body and call it good. But now...
Now I don't take up as much room in the bed. I pretty much lost a person - 175 pounds - and that has freed up space in the bed and changed his snuggle routine. Now the arm is tightly gripped around my waist. On my side of the bed. With snoring in my ear. Which is why I am here, unable to sleep, writing in the middle of the night. While I find it pretty annoying when I'm losing sleep I am absolutely thrilled with the extra space in the bed. An NSV - Non-Scale Victory. Not tied to the morning's number on the scale. Based on life.
I have accumulated several NSVs over these last few months. These life changes have brought me much joy.
Just look what this rheumatoid-arthritis, one-lung, two knee replacement, former mobility-scooter-based gal has done:
Swam in the ocean for the first time in Hawaii
Walked a 5K with my daughter
Walked the Golden Gate Bridge (both ways)
Snorkeled in Belize and Mexico
Flew in a helicopter over Kauai
Walked on the Walk of Fame
Witnessed sunset over Greenland.
Paddled an outrigger canoe
Walked 7.47 miles in San Diego
Zip lined in Puerto Vallarta
Flew without a seat belt extender
Sat in a hammock on the beach
Fed iguanas in Honduras
Rode a mule
Slept on an Amtrak train in the top bunk
Walked in the Muir Woods in California
And those are just the things I have photo proof of. Can't wait for my next NSV!