Not so cute when you are 28 years old hiding behind your son because you don't want to face the facts.
It's been a battle that I've never been able to overcome. Atkin's, pills, counting calories, a small form of bulemia in high school, not eating for days, Weight Watchers, more pills, exercise (for a week or two), etc. In 2002, I had vertical banded gastroplasty and thought it would magically solve all my problems. I lost about 60 pounds, but ended up gaining all of the weight back.
What's different now? I'm tired of sitting on my fat ass watching life pass me by. The kids now realize that "Momma's got a big belly" and doesn't have the stamina to go outside and chase them around. My body is protesting against this weight. The dirty looks and the snide comments are harder to ignore. For once in my life I'm going to be selfish. I want to do this for ME! Not for my husband, not for my kids, not for my friends, not for the stranger who dislikes fat people.....THIS IS ALL ABOUT ME!
My ultimate goal is to be at my goal weight (160 pounds) by the time I turn 30. It's going to be hard and I understand that I have a long road ahead, but I can do this! I'm going to do it! I'm expecting A LOT of cussing, some tears, and many many happy life changing moments.
As always, I'm humbled by those who chose to read my story! I may not be the best writer, but I assure you that everything written is from the heart.
The Fat Mom