So, this happened 3 weeks ago from today. Yep– that’s right– we welcomed a bouncing baby boy into our word of girls and life could not be any sweeter. We are truly blessed! When I was pregnant I promised myself that I would get on track to losing not only the baby weight, but the very large number of weight I need to lose beyond that.
Yes… I am what they call fat, folks… read it and weep. I know I do! But beyond all the weight I have to lose I want to be able to love myself no matter what size I am. And, I think if I start to REALLY love myself, that I will want to take care of myself. I mean, I have 3 kids to chase around and be alive for. I know they love me unconditionally. Why can’t I?