MommyWeighLess

Okay...so no...not really.. But wait! There's more! Alright...okay...so I have nothing other than the same old to offer when it comes to weight loss advice.. Buuuuuuuutt... I have lost almost 24 pounds in 3 months and I have only changed a couple of things. Well more like several things, but only a couple that pertain to what goes in my mouth (I'm talking food here for the pervs!!!) Back in October my son Evan, just turning 2 at the time, broke the only scale we had in our home. I threw it in the trash and it was just never a need, so I didn't buy a new one. I also thought what good does it do to step on a scale every morning when I know the numbers won't change, because I am doing nothing to change them. I was eating like crap, treating my body like crap, and really was a poor example of health to my children at the time. To Read My Excuses Look Below Or Bypass To The Next Paragraph: 1) I was being lazy . 2) The husband and I were struggling financially a...

I have been battling to get myself together and get these last pesky 50 pounds off. I have lacked motivation for a while. Between busy 40-50 hour work weeks, school, kids, dinner, house chores, family time, etc... I could make countless excuses ...I have neglected myself yet again. I stopped working out, but I have done my best to keep my eating in check. Essentially I have been maintaining for the last 8-12 months. All of that changed dramatically on Wednesday, September 30, 2015. This is my restart date. And there is a very rude man I want to thank for that. I have always been overly critical of myself. There aren't many women that don't judge themselves on a daily basis. I have always battled with my lack of positive self image, even though I've never had a reason to be so hard on myself. My parents taught us to love ourselves no matter what, and Dustin has never done anything to make me feel less than beautiful. My body has done some amazing things in the last ...

My Grandmother In Law invited me to a cookie party this weekend in lieu of the approaching holiday. The rules to attend are that you have to bake and bring three dozen homemade cookies.  And in return you will leave with three dozen of everyone else's cookies. Why me? Why why why why? I love my sweets, and I have done so well to avoid them. I have found a couple of healthier cookie options and I'm going to test them out today and tomorrow. If they turn out okay I will definitely share. The kids and I getting sick this week was almost a blessing in disguise. I haven't had much of an appetite and I will be able to enjoy a few treats without destroying all my progress these past two weeks.  That progress would be a five pound loss! Whoop! Happy Thursday y'all!

Oh boy. I fell off the wagon. And I fell hard. Think I may have hit my head on the wheel on the way down. Because it has been at least a month since I worked out. And my eating...well...it is bad. I forgot how much it sucks to look in the mirror and be disgusted with myself. I haven't been in this mental state of self loathing in a long time. I know I have been unhappy with my weight for a while, but last night as I rested my hands on my gut...I knew it was time to get my ass in gear and do something about it. Do something to make myself feel good about me. My husband tells me I'm beautiful. Barely keeps his hands to himself, and I could never love him enough for it. But I am so unhappy with my appearance and I know he pays for it. It is time to stop feeling sorry about myself. It is time to lose these 53 pounds.  It is time to gain my self respect back. It is time to love myself again. It is time to be a role model for my daughter. It is time for change. I am disgusti...

Well I had my post partum 2 week check up today, and my wonderful OB cleared me of post partum depression. He said I was doing t o o well to be suffering anything more than baby blues. And I agree. I feel better...much better. No more weepy pitiful mommy. I'm baaaccckkk! Well pretty much. I walked well over 2 miles last night while trick or treating with Scarlett and it felt good. My body didn't hurt and no post partum symptoms emerged. The doctor cleared me for exercise and I can't wait to get moving! Even though I am not suffering from depression, there may be a mommy out there that is and if you feel you are or suspect you are...please seek medical help. Do not be ashamed. And if you suspect a mommy of suffering from depression please offer help. A 15 minute break can make a mom's day. My biggest take away...be compassionate. Not only to moms...but to everyone. You never know what someone is going through. And your friendly feature may change their life.

So it's Thursday...the day I have designated for my weigh in. Now I am not an advocate for the scale, because the scale does not always tell the truth. Non scale victories are far more important than any number on a scale. Don't let that number define you and all your hard work. My NSV (non scale victory) this week was fitting back into my size 12 jeans! Woohoo! They're a little snug but anything is better than maternity pants! But I also had a scale victory this week. Last week I weighed in at 196.8. This morning I actually weighed in at 194.8, a 2 pound loss, but I didn't photograph the scale until after breakfast, so I won't count it. Instead I'll count the after breakfast shot which was 195.4...*sigh lol* Either way it's nice to see it move down after watching it go up for 9 months!

As a stay at home mom I spend a lot of time talking to a one year old, and while she is funny and smart, she is not quite the conversationalist yet. Her gurgles and giggles consume my day from eight in the morning until eight at night, pretty much around the clock. Since she was born I have been on the go, with hardly anytime to myself, and I figured what better way to vent then through a blog, and with people that are going to understand. I also hope to help those looking to shed a few pounds! Scarlett was born in August of last year, and after I had her I began to think of all the things in my life that are good and bad, The biggest bad was my health. I was 50 pounds overweight and predisposed to diabetes, hypertension, obesity, heart problems, cancer (you name it and it is there). And I realized that if I did not change my ways I wasn't going to be around long enough to see her reach all of the milestones in her life. My Ah-ha! moment was when I went to the doctor ...