Stress and my fat A$$

My family has moved so many times I have lost count. We move about each year to a new state, or new country. So stress is part of my life. I don't feel I have more stress than other people. I don't deserve pity of others. I just have different stresses.
 I worry about transferring medications and doctors for my oldest child. I worry about my husband being deployed right after we move (which happens most every time). I worry about forgetting records, passports, back up meds. I worry about clearing every department that the military has to offer. Each one has to say "yes, this soldier is ok to leave here", and that takes alot more work than you can imagine. I worry about finding a new house, making it a home, and keeping that transition as smooth as possible. I worry that the next deployment will be the one that my hubby doesn't come back from. I worry that something will happen to me while he is gone and my kids will be left to others who couldn't possibly love them as much as I do.
I also stress that my butt will stay this size or grow larger.. which is ironic that I worry about that, since my worrying about it makes it less likely that I will lose it. :0)
So, see, my list of stresses aren't the normal list, they are no more important than other people. But they are a set of worries that only a mother of a special needs kid, who's husband is in the active army, living on the other side of the U.S. to her family worries about.
I have spent the last few weeks planning our next move and making appointments and then making decisions that will dictate how our lives run for the next few months to years. I almost always have knots in my stomach. I have them all day, have nightmares about those stresses at night, and then wake up to worrying that I am forgetting something super important.
Now don't go feeling sorry for me. I don't!! Its all a matter of perspective. This is the life I lead. I wouldn't change it for the world. Every decision I have made in my life has led me to this point, I don't regret any of it. AND this too will pass. The move will happen, all the prep work will ensure that it goes as smoothly as we can make it. And my hubby and I will stand together to figure out whatever happens, when it happens.
What does this do to my diet??? well if you have been reading my journal you will have noticed that for the last few weeks I have barely lost 5 pounds. It would seem that my stress is making my body think its time to hold onto all that fat stored on my butt. How nice of it. I try to meditate and pray and release my stress as often as I notice it creeping up. But that doesn't seem to be working too well, lol.
Ultimately I am happy with where I am, weight wise. Not excited, I really wanted to loose more, but I have dropped 4 dress sizes and am starting to be happy with what I see in the mirror.
So what does all this rambling mean? Don't stress or your butt will stay the same size, lol. Now if only I could convince myself of that...