Didn’t check in with y’all last week, I was traveling for Easter and eating my face off. And was dreading my weigh in this morning because of the last two weeks that I took off a program. But I am actually down another 1/2 a pound. 9.5 overall. I will take it. I need to step it up a bit if I am going to come close to my June 1 goal…But I am not torturing myself and starting to feel more like myself for the first time in a year, which is a very good thing.
I have finally come to terms with what everyone told me from the beginning:
I probably won’t be back to my old size until Gracie’s 1st Birthday.
That doesn’t mean I am not going to try to get there before, but everyone is right. It has gotten so much easier to lose weight now that she is moving around and I have to chase her. And now that she is eating table food with us, I am actually cooking healthier things! Like I would never feed my pure perfect baby some of the salt and fat that I don’t think twice about putting into my own food to yum it up, so in doing better for Gracie I am doing better for myself.
You come with a lot of angst and scars, but when you actually start to submit to the changes and allow yourself to be changed, which I have done kicking and screaming, it is pretty awesome.
Heyyy Pretty Bird!
Happy Weekend, everyone.