Let's start at the beginning...

I've never really considered myself to be a very active person. With my oldest daughter, my husband was always the one who was playing with her by chasing her around the house or even doing something as simple as laying on the floor. I never did that kind of stuff. And then in March of 2012, something clicked with me. I honestly couldn't tell you exactly when it happened or even what triggered it specifically but something happened that made me say "enough is enough." I was tired of being fat. I was tired of being tired all the time(yes, I was pregnant and that is a good reason to be tired but I was overweight besides that).

You might think, oh i've thought that before, whats so different about that?. Well this time, for me something was different. I started mentioning to my family about how I was going to lose weight as soon as the baby was born. I talked with my husband over and over again about what I was going to do this time that would be different from other times. Yet, with the exception of my husband and possibly my mom, I got kind yet skeptical feedback from everyone. No one thought I would really do it. And that is what lit my fire. I knew I could do it, so this time had to be different. And it was.

I delivered my second daughter by c-section on April 24th, 2012. She was/is more than beautiful. Just 6 weeks later I went in on a tuesday for my postpartum doctor's appointment and was given the go-ahead to begin exercising. That night I weighed in (along with other members of my family who were going to be starting this journey with me) and I weighed 235.4 lbs. I might've cried a little. The funny thing is that I never considered myself to be fat. Yes, I knew I was overweight but I'd been considered "overweight" my whole life and in my head, fat was different than overweight. I used to watch The Biggest Loser and ask my husband if I looked like those women on the show. I knew I was the same if not heavier than some of those women and it blew my mind that they looked so "different" than I did. I didn't think I looked like they did. But I did. See?

Well my whole mindset has changed. I'm a completely different person now. I've lost 57 lbs. I weighed in this past week at 177.6.


Sorry you've probably seen that last picture before. I'm just proud of it. And now I want to write down everything I remember from this hard journey and everything left I have to go through. I still have 30 lbs to lose and I'm going to need all the help I can get. There's something about sharing your story and hearing other people's stories that makes you want to continue to work hard. I hope this blog is a place of inspiration and support for any and everyone who reads it. (and not too cheesy)

What do you think?