My weight journey began when I stood on the scales at the hospital the day I had my second son. 115 kilos. Oh. My. Goodness. WHAT?! Sure, I was pregnant, but come on. I was horrified :(
The pregnancy weight came off, but my weight settled at 95 kilos and stayed there for a while. I tricked myself into thinking I was happy, that I looked ok and that I would always be that size.
At the time I was meeting weekly with a group of my girlfriends from school who had all had babies around the same time as me. A couple of them looked the same as me, so I just kinda accepted I'd be a fat mum and that it was normal.
Then, one of those girls started looking thiner. Looking great. I thought "hey, I wanna do that too" and asked her what she had been doing.
Weight watchers. She said it was easy, fun and most importantly, it was working!! I phoned them the next week and booked an appointment.
That was in June last year. My son was 14 months old. My weight by then was 86 kilos. I had managed to lost the first 10 kilos by myself by simply giving up coca-cola and icecream for dessert each night. I was drinking more than a litre of coke every day. Sometimes more. And a large bowl of icecream everynight.
5 months on I was 76 kilos and feeling great! I was getting so many comments and was 2-3 dress sizes smaller. Clothes fit me. I wore singlets with my arms showing! They were usually hiding away.
But now, I'm another 5 months on and I'm still the same weight. My goal weight is 70-72 and I'm stuck. I've lost motivation. I'm going back to my weight watchers meeting this morning and am going to wait after the class to speak to my leader to ask for some help. It's time. I need help.
This post is to help me get back on track. To stay motivated. I CAN do this. If you've read this far, I thank you :) Here's a couple of pics of my journey. Excuse the middle pic with no bra!! It's to show me in a singlet and it's not a pic I would normally share, but I need to show it to show the journey :)