Hmmmmmm. Where do I start?
When I was a kid, I was a pudgy little thing. In high school, I got so busy with band activities that I never ate. I was a size 5 and weighed about 100 lbs when I graduated. I seriously consider myself to have been anorexic back then, and if I had pictures on the P.C. to show you, I would.
Shortly after high school I became pregnant with my first child. I got married and by the time I delivered I weighed about 190. Getting pregnant truly cured any eating disorder tendencies I had! After having D, I got myself back down to about 120 and a size 7. I got divorced, remarried and happy. That’s where all the changes started.
I got pregnant with B and gained 35 lbs with him. I never really lost that weight and slowly started packing on the pounds. By the time I had M, I weighed 223. Luckily I only gained 12 lbs with her, but still. I joined WW shortly after I had her and lost down to 190. Then we moved.
When we moved, I had a minor nervous breakdown. I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism in 2002 and have struggled with high weight since then. I had another baby in 2005, again only gaining about 12 lbs (why is it the boys make me gain sooooooooo much weight?). With each girl, I have lost what I gained quickly. I just can’t go any further afterwards.
Here it is 2 years after K was born and I still look pregnant. I’ve got those arms that keep waving long after my hand is done, those chins that have their own zip code, and lets not even talk about the badonkadonk that follows me around on a daily basis. I’m so done!
I want to lose weight, really I do. I want to be around for my kids. I’m tired of being the fat mom at the dance competitions. You know, the ones the trophy moms look at and think “She’s got her child in this b/c she could never do it.”. I want to look good again!
I just wish it was as easy as blinking my eyes ala Jennie style.