Weight loss

It's about to get real personal up in here. 

So far all I've written about is pretty much milestones my boys have reached or what they have been up to. And I noticed that's all I mention on Facebook as well. All I ever seem to talk about is my kids {which doesn't bode well for my vocabulary skills...you like that word, eh? bode. something i would never say in a normal conversation. definitely need more adult conversations in my life} But I have been working somewhat hard over the last 15 months or so to lose weight. Like really lose it. Not just a 'diet' where I gain the weight right back as soon as I start eating normal food again. 

But first, let me back track a little....

I have always been a little bigger. 

Through middle school I always felt like I was bigger than other girls. I knew I wasn't obese or anything, I was just a little overweight. But when your 13 and going through the most awkward stages ever, being a little overweight definitely made things just a smidgen worse. Every summer I told myself that I was going to lose weight before school starts for real this time! 

During my sophomore year I started to feel more confident. I was on the track team and I had started lifting weights. {And I'm sure getting my braces off and finally figuring out how to do my hair helped too.} But I finally stopped caring so much about what other people thought.
While I was in college I didn't really worry about my weight at all, and the pounds slowly started packing on again. And then I got married and I really didn't worry about it. 

Fast forward a bit...after a year of being done with school and not being able to find a job and being home all day with nothing to do but eat...I gained about 20 pounds. By the time I realized it and started to do something about it I found out I was pregnant (surprise! we were super excited though.) 

Fast forward just a little bit more and I have two kids, 13 months apart. I had gained way more weight than I needed to and was for sure the biggest I had ever been. 

Now- I'm really nervous about doing this, but I'm gonna do it anyway-- I was 225 pounds and a size 20. But Conner was in the hospital and I had an 18 month old at home and I honestly couldn't have cared less. 

A few months later I saw this picture of myself...

Seeing this is when I finally realized that it was time to do something.
  Anything.  

So I decided, now that it's two years later, I want to share a little bit more about my journey to being healthy. I want to share my story. 

And of course I'm not certified in anything, or anything like that, I just want to share what I did (and am still doing...it's still a work in progress)