So my story is…
I was around 160 lbs in 2010, when I met my boyfriend. I realized that I was starting to gain weight close to the end of the Summer. I thought it was the birth control pills I was taking. But it wasn’t that. I was pregnant! I ended up gaining close to 50 lbs. But it almost all went to my stomach. For the life of me I could not prevent the stretch marks. Even after all the creams and lotions and oils. When friends and family would see me from behind they thought I was lieing about the pregnancy but when I would turn around they thought I was pregnant with twins. After my son was born I began breast feeding which helped me get back to my starting weight but I still had that annoying c-section pouch. But after 3 months my boobies didn’t produce milk anymore “/ so breast feeding ended and that’s when all this weight came back.
I’ve never been this big (not including pregnancy.) I used to think this is how I looked like but I look back at the pictures taken 2, 3 years ago and and damn, was I stupid for having those thoughts. I was hot! I had some sexy curves! Ah! I miss them.
I’m not going to lie, I feel disgusting. I can berly walk without feeling like my heart is traveling up to my head. I have migraines like crazy. Which I learned that can be because of my weight.
My mother is heavy also. But she used to be fit. She was half the size of what she is now. But I don’t want to end up like her. She has all these health problems. Don’t.get me wrong, I love my mom, but she got lazy.
So this is my journey to try and be healthy. I want to lose weight not only for myself but for my son, and to prove to those people around me that try and say that I can’t. But I will.
Stay strong peeps. If you need a motivation buddy, I’m here for you.
And go ahead and ask me anything, my mind is open. :)
