Monday, December 08, 2008

I am shrinking.

That's what I thought, anyway. After spending years as a tall person, I suddenly felt like a freakish dwarf.

Maybe I'm not getting enough calcium, I thought. Maybe my back is hunched over like the St. Louis Gateway Arch!

So, this morning I measured myself to be sure. I stood in the hallway, against the torn wallpaper (that's scheduled to be re-done soon) and had Valentine make a big black mark on the wall.

Holding the tape measure up to it, I could easily read "5 feet 7 inches".

So, I hadn't shrunk, which was good to know.

How could I feel so short when I'm vastly taller than the typical French female? The average French woman is just over 5 feet 3 inches tall and 137.6 pounds. I'm a Clydesdale grazing in a herd of minature ponies.

Then I had an idea. I called Severin away from his breakfast cereal. "I'm going to measure you guys. Stand here!" I ordered.

He looked down and patted my head tolerantly as he went by. I made a mark for him and then one for Valentine. When JP saw what we were doing, he came over and had me make a mark for him too.

At this point, the source of my self-image problem became crystal clear: Valentine (age 15) is 5 feet 9 inches!! Severin (age 12) is 5 feet 11 inches !!!??? My husband is 6' 2".

And at the rate the twins are growing, they'll be taller than I am within a few years as well.

The only family members shorter than me will be the cats!

When I went online just before blogging, I looked at various sites that will give a prediction of your child's eventual adult height. I tried this one, which seemed like it would be more accurate because it not only asks for the child's current height and weight, but also takes into account the height of the parents.

It announced that Severin will likely be around 6 feet 5 inches by age 21.

So, it looks like I'm going to go from feeling a "bit short" to feeling microscopic...


La Framéricaine said...

Hey there, Shorty!

I love this story.

I too am exactly 5'7" although my cognitive dissonance is running in the other direction--Le Framéricain is shorter than me (5'6"), but I am feeling taller because he is shrinking!

Not too much--I measured and we did a bone density exam to be sure that he wasn't getting osteopenia or osteoporosis--but just enough to make me feel like a giant.

Have a blast being, soon, the shortest member of your family. If it gets to you too much, just make a trip to Mérida, Yucatan, México and you will start feeling like you've been taking Human Growth Hormone!!!


oreneta said...

I just tried the site....I should remain the tallest in the family...youngest is supposed to make her fathers height...and eldest three inches shorter...much to the delight of youngest. We'll have to see about all that!

babzee said...

I would have preferred this image:

It seems more suitable, in the long run (pun taken).