This is what I looked like when Peter and I first met and up until I was pregnant with Alexa.
Of course I hated myself and thought I was a big fat fatty.
I’m about to admit some things that I would be happy to share with strangers…but since I am completely public now and real life people read this, I’m scared. It’s not as if you can’t all see it, but admitting it stings a bit. Crap. Ok. Here goes. I have gained 50 pounds since I started dating Peter.
Ten of those were just the regular “I’m in a comfy relationship” pounds. Another 20 were left over from being pregnant with Alexa. Now I get to tack on another 20 from Emma. I will NOT blame my girls for the weight gain, it was my fault, but getting it off is proving harder than expected.
It’s pretty much all mental for me right now. I’m just not able to make it to the gym as much since Emma’s not old enough for the nursery…so that leads to me forgoing exercise all together. Add to that craptastic sleep habits for everyone (other than Alexa, imagine that!) and I’ll eat a pint of ice cream just to destress and relax. Yeah not good.
I’ve tried Weight Watchers and general calorie counting. They DO work but I’m not to be trusted with my own food choices these days. So I’m going a different route this time.
Inspired by my other blogger friends I’m going to start a new program. We also purchased a home elliptical machine. Both should be here next week. I’ll post more details about the diet plan then For now I’m just happy to have the weight off my shoulders (and hopefully off my body)!