Typically, there is a point–death, illness, major life decision–that causes you to reflect and decide to make a change. Mine was to have children. I was overweight, had an overactive thyroid, and I wanted to have a baby. So, I decided to make a change. My husband and I did an off-the-record version of Weight Watchers. Essentially, this means we didn’t join WW, but we followed the rules of the program. If you break down the program, its foundation is…
Most likely the heaviest weight of my life was around my wedding and the few years after that. I had secured my man, we got comfortable, and the weight just kept adding on. Love can do that. Even though I was probably my heaviest, my confidence was probably at its highest. I had found a man who loved me as I was, large and all. Throughout my roller coaster weight gain/loss, my husband has been my biggest supporter. Regardless of…
Any journey has a beginning. My body issues began in early childhood. I was always a big girl. I don’t think I was ever skinny my entire childhood. I don’t think I would have been labeled obese, but I was definitely labeled fat as a kid. Now, on a side note, we should never call anybody fat. It has such a negative connotation. People can have larger bodies. I dunno. That’s my opinion. Anyhoo, back to the story. Especially being…
Sometimes, I’m not a finisher. That bothers me. I’ve started many blogs before, some about my thoughts, marriage life, mommy life, etc. but then the blogs would piddle out as life got too complicated or the inspiration stopped flowing. There were many times I thought my life wasn’t interesting enough to be in physical words for other people to read. There’s nothing that special about me. But I do have a journey that has inspired and have encouraged those around…