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Holy Scale, Masked Mommy!
(Rubbing eyes) Did that scale say 191? Am I dreaming? Someone pinch me! You guys do remember that on Valentine's Day, I weighed in at 205, right? Ok, good. Just checking.
Thank goodness for my idea of posting pictures of myself standing on my scale. I have no idea how else I would hold myself accountable. I have lost fourteen pounds. FOURTEEN POUNDS!!! Do you know how many sticks of butter that is? 56! I have literally taken 56 sticks of buttery fat off of my body!
So, do you guys want to know what keeps me motivated? I mean, really and honestly? You'll need some background knowledge to understand:
My Big Fat Story:
Back in college when I met my husband, I probably weighed about... 160 pounds. This was already too much for my frame. After we got married, I got pregnant with baby number 1 and gained like, 35 pounds! Urg! Up to 195... and then I lost 5. Nice. Next I got pregnant with baby number 2, where I gained 15 pounds, then I lost the baby. This put me at 205. I managed to loose another 5 pounds, and got pregnant with baby number 3 at 200 pounds! This freaked me out so much that I only allotted myself 5 pounds per trimester, so at the end of my pregnancy I weighed in at 215. My largest to date. That's like... football player big.
So when I started this diet, I was at 205. My fertility had just returned (you guys know I'm Catholic, right?) which means no birth control. I mean, there are things you can do to avoid pregnancy, but really and truly, baby number 4 could be on his way any time now. I can just picture myself as someone who puts on 20 pounds with each pregnancy and never looses any, resulting in a future me who no longer fits through regularly sized doorways. So that's when I decided I really needed to take control.
So I started at 205, and soon I will be under 190 pounds! Yay! I'm down to a size 16 pant (is it ok to say that you're down to a size 16?!) Well, I am. And I'm proud of it, too!
My self esteem with my weight over 200 was an all time low. How can you feel sexy when you're like, twice the size of your husband? I've already come to terms with the fact that I will always be bigger than my husband (his family is composed of short twig-like people) but I don't like looking like a sumo wrestler next to him.
I have yet to introduce any exercise yet, but I'm hoping to do some exercising soon. For now, I am sooooo pleased with my results, and half afraid that the scale is broken and lying to me. But for now, I'm just going to keep doing what I'm doing!
So, do you guys want to know what keeps me motivated? I mean, really and honestly? You'll need some background knowledge to understand:
My Big Fat Story:
Back in college when I met my husband, I probably weighed about... 160 pounds. This was already too much for my frame. After we got married, I got pregnant with baby number 1 and gained like, 35 pounds! Urg! Up to 195... and then I lost 5. Nice. Next I got pregnant with baby number 2, where I gained 15 pounds, then I lost the baby. This put me at 205. I managed to loose another 5 pounds, and got pregnant with baby number 3 at 200 pounds! This freaked me out so much that I only allotted myself 5 pounds per trimester, so at the end of my pregnancy I weighed in at 215. My largest to date. That's like... football player big.
So when I started this diet, I was at 205. My fertility had just returned (you guys know I'm Catholic, right?) which means no birth control. I mean, there are things you can do to avoid pregnancy, but really and truly, baby number 4 could be on his way any time now. I can just picture myself as someone who puts on 20 pounds with each pregnancy and never looses any, resulting in a future me who no longer fits through regularly sized doorways. So that's when I decided I really needed to take control.
So I started at 205, and soon I will be under 190 pounds! Yay! I'm down to a size 16 pant (is it ok to say that you're down to a size 16?!) Well, I am. And I'm proud of it, too!
My self esteem with my weight over 200 was an all time low. How can you feel sexy when you're like, twice the size of your husband? I've already come to terms with the fact that I will always be bigger than my husband (his family is composed of short twig-like people) but I don't like looking like a sumo wrestler next to him.
I have yet to introduce any exercise yet, but I'm hoping to do some exercising soon. For now, I am sooooo pleased with my results, and half afraid that the scale is broken and lying to me. But for now, I'm just going to keep doing what I'm doing!
7 comments:
Yeah! I'm doing cartwheels for you (well, figuratively speaking, ofcourse, b/c I think I would seriously injure myself if I tried a real one!)
Oh yay for you! I'm so proud of you! Even if you don't ever visit me anymore!
I'm having a hard "staying on the wagon(treadmill)" day today. I really, really want something salty and fattening!
Come talk me out of it!
Xazmin
Good For You! I've been trying to do something but I just can't commit. I started my own blog on weight loss for accountability, but so far, no luck.
Congratulations!
Go you!!!!! That is fantastic!
~ Sarah
That's fantastic! You're doing great!
Congratulations! My story is so similar to yours...but I can't stay on track right now. I know it will hit me at some point, but I keep waiting for it to kick in. You are a definite inspiration and motivation!
Heather
You're doing a great job sticking with it and taking back control! Congratulations on all the hard work being paid off!
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