I started working on my life last year and decided I was going to get down to 120. I started eating right, a diet that revolved around my PCOS, and work outs that were easier on my system and life. Should have lost weight right? Actually I started gaining weight and it was frustrating me. Three months had gone by and I was still not losing weight and I was really sick. I thought it was due to the fire smoke that was lingering over the Treasure Valley making it hard for me to breath. So I let months go by and I couldn't jog or do anything. Finally my husband looked at me and handed me a pregnancy test. Now I have issues with infertility and it has been YEARS since I have had a baby. Like seven years. I gave a slight laugh and took it just to ease his mind. It came back positive. Twice.
Seven months later I am here telling you all that I haven't dropped off the face of the earth and just waiting until my daughter is born.