I'm at an all time high.
But before you applaud or rejoice or say "yippee", let me explain. Never in my 34 years of life have I ever weighed THIS much. Ok, I take that back...I did when I was 6 months pregnant with either of my children, perhaps. But without the excuse of having an entire other human being in my body, I have never weighed as much as I do now. This does not make me happy.
Thus, my "all time low".
Nathaniel was using one of my t-shirts (that I don't wear anymore because it's unflattering-ly tight) as a pillow the other day and said "What's this Mom?" - when I told him it was Mommy's t-shirt, he said (incredulously) "No, it's not Mom! This is too small! This is a shirt from when I was baby!".
I'm in a funk and I need to defunk-tify. (Yes, it's a word. I swear!) I'm tired of being one of those Moms. The kind you see and feel bad for because they've "let themselves go". The words: frumpy, homely, uncool, and boring come to mind. I want to be someone my children can be proud of. I want to set good examples for them as far as eating healthy and being active go. I don't want them to be embarrassed of me when they get older. I want to fit back into cute clothes, and not have my wedding rings fit so snugly. I want to feel pretty again and not worry that people are judging "the fat girl" for every little thing I put in my mouth. I want to feel comfortable in my own skin again.
So, I vow to do something about it.
I joined Weight Watchers Online yesterday and have officially started meticulously tracking my points online today. I will work exercise into my daily routine. I will eat better, eat less, make healthier choices. I have enlisted the aide of some of my best supporters and motivators for encouragement.
So here's to big changes (and hopefully big LOSSES!) in the coming months...better Me, here I come!