I know I am not alone in that I look back at photos of myself in college and remarked “wow, I looked great! I would do anything to look like that again.” But after two kids and being thrust into a real job, I am a shadow of my former self. Well actually, more like an inflated version of my former self.
Before you start thinking that I am just another self-deprecating chick who will complain to anyone who will listen about their appearance in an effort to elicit some sort of obligatory compliment, let me assure you that I am actually a very happy person and genuinely like myself. None of us are perfect and this just happens to be my Achilles heel.
I am happily “married” to a great man who I honestly adore and like spending time with. I know you are thinking ‘what’s with the quotation marks.’ We are not technically married in the legal sense. We have been together for almost 6 years and have almost married a couple of times, but for now we are happy as we are. We call one another “life partners” and know that that commitment is there. He is gone a lot due to work which can make it difficult to take time for myself to say, work out or cook a healthy meal.
I work in Marketing and PR at a software company. It’s a good job, not too exciting but the people are nice and the pay is decent. Unfortunately, like many of us that work in offices, I am sedentary most of the day and there is always a delicious and tempting array of treats that the good natured folks here bring in. I am anxious to have the opportunity to go back to school and complete my Master’s degree. While this is a goal, it is currently not a priority. I want to concentrate on one major goal at a time and this reclaiming my body adventure is the goal du jour.
Finally that brings me to my boys. I can genuinely say that I love being a mother and in particular, a mother to sons. T is currently 3 years old and M is a mere 6 weeks. They are great kids and I spend 99% of my time with them that I am not at work. However, it is said that the price you pay for being blessed with children is your body and in my case, MAN was that right. I gained a good, eh, 60 or 70 pounds with T. Yes, I did say 60 or 70. I would say that by the time I got pregnant with M I had lost about 30 or 40 of that. With M I gained about 40 pounds and at this point (6 weeks after his birth) I am down about 20 of that. So if you have lost count, I am about 50 pounds over what I was before I had kids. Can I say yikes?
So that is what brings me to the start of my journey. I am ready to look in the mirror again and see someone I recognize, someone I am proud of. What do I have working in my favor? Well my hubby is very supportive and loves me just as I am (although I am sure he would be thrilled with the weight loss as well), I am probably one of the most annoying positive and upbeat people you will ever meet and I really want this. What do I have working against me? My sweet tooth, a supportive hubby who also LOVES to eat out, a 3 year old that I have to make delicious yet off-limits food for and that age old battle with will power that most of us seem to struggle with.
Thank you for joining me on this journey from (hopefully) Mommy to Wowwy. That’s right. I want jaws to drop when I am done with this. Here goes nothing …
Thats me in the white skirt in college. Yep, I was pretty skinny ... and tan.
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