Wednesday, June 27, 2012
It's funny...being a parent one would think that we are our chidren's inspiration, but in my case my son is my inspiration. My "little boy" turns 18 next week and I have watched him blossom into a wonderful young man. Don't get me wrong - he's still that typical teenager who needs reminded to take out the trash cans each week and then needs reminded again to bring them in the following day!
I was blessed on one very hot and humid day back in July 1994 with this big - almost 10 pound - baby! He was a beauty! It was like I knew him already the first time I laid my eyes upon his chubby little face...we connected...yes, we connected.
Growing up wasn't easy for him...he was always considered a "big boy" although he ate healthy foods...only more than he should. He was the weird kid who liked Brussel sprouts and broccoli and collard greens...the foods most kids wouldn't think of eating and liking. He was always in the 95% percentile on the growth charts for weight as well as height. He was a solid boy, not a roly-poly. The pediatrician was always concerned about his weight and actually put him on a program through the office which was like Weight Watchers when he was in middle school. It was a great program and he lost some weight and learned healthy eating habits. But as time went on his weight went up and his self-esteem level dropped. Over the years he participated in soccer and football which really helped him keep his weight under control but eventually he wasn't interested in those sports and the weight crept back on. One good thing is that he is a tall kid...almost 6 foot 2 now....I can only imagine the problems he would have had if he was on the short end of the stick. He also battled many ear surgeries due to a benign tumor in the ear canal when he was in 1st grade...he eventually had prosthetic ear components placed and his balance never was normal and his hearing to this day is still decreased in the right ear. He has gone through a lot in his 17+ years...but recently he has changed...
Back in February something "clicked" in him to start watching his food intake and to start exercising regularly. I like to think it was me who started him on this "makeover." He did it on his own after noticing his pudgy belly and he has busted his butt for the last few months and it has really paid off! He was 245 pounds back in January and now is down to 195! 50 pounds have been shed and he has developed muscles I never knew existed on him! He is full of life and his self- esteem has skyrocketed! He likes to buy clothes now and has thrown out his baggy old Levi's jeans for a skinnier fit pair! He looks totally awesome and I am so darn proud of him! He loves the way he looks and no longer hides behind baggy clothes. He works out daily and has given up diet sodas - sodas in general - for water which he does not like but knows he needs to drink it. He still has his pizza every once in a while and a Panera Cinnamon Crunch or Asiago Cheese bagel here and there, but works out consistently and drinks the H2O.
He is my inspiration - he has conquered many obstacles - and he is on the right track now. He ran his first 5K race with me last month and beat my time by 8 minutes! We are now scheduled to run the Color Me Rad 5K in August together. This transformation in him has allowed some extra time with mom - which I am sooooo loving right now! I am going to take all I can because I know next year he will be off to college. I tear up at the thought of not having him around next year but will treasure the time now and just hope he comes home a lot on the weekends! Time has flown by so quickly over the past 18 years...I still remember that hot day in July when I got to see that gorgeous chubby-cheeked baby boy...my glowing inspiration!