When I met my husband, at 27, I was a 124 lb single mom with 2 sons and 2 jobs. None of that applies to me now!
Now I am 31, 163 lbs married mom with one living son and one in heaven and no job. Well no job outside the home, a million jobs inside.
I have sat numerous times with one question playing over and over in my head= Are you sure this is the life I was supposed to get?
My oldest son Zachary was killed in 2006 in a gas explosion, Im sure you would think Oh thats where the weight came from=Depression. Nope Wrong= I started gaining weight when I met my husband. In almost 2 yrs of marriage I gained 25 lbs, being happy made me fat. The more weight I gained the bigger my boobs got and so Chuck was happy too. Then when Zac was killed I became completely sedentary, and horribly depressed so yes definitely more weight. Think Im an emotional eater? Probably so!!
A year after losing Zac my youngest Michael asked me to stop smoking so I did another 20 pounds.
Somehow in less than 5 yrs and without realizing I put on over 70 pounds!!!
Im not even 5 ft tall!! My healthy weight isnt much more than that.
So here I am now, I got tired of feeling like I couldnt breathe. And ok I got tired of looking at my gorgeous husband and then looking at myself. I understand all the hype about he should love me no matter what, but I really think thats a bunch of crap that women say. I love him dearly but if he all of a sudden turns into Jabba the Hut, Im not going to be looking to get freaky with him, especially not with the lights on. Of course he never said a word only told me that I was beautiful hot and sexy at least 5 times a day, it was the boobs!!
I have gone down 35 lbs so far. YAY ME!! Yeah, Chuckles complains about the deflation, boo hoo. We just started the Spark Diet eating plan today, I will let you know how it goes.
THIS IS MY NEW BEGINNING...... STAY TUNED