When I was 17/18 and wearing a size 4 without batting an eye, it never occurred to me that some day I might be anything over a size 6. I ate and drank as much as I wanted, whenever I wanted and never had to think about it. It was glorious.
Problem is, I got older...I had a baby...and my metabolism took a permanent vacation...and then I had another baby. In the words of a friend, I ate anything that wasn't nailed down. So, here I am at almost 28 years old...doing a happy dance at fitting in to size 12 jeans and actually being able to wear them out in public...b/c lets face it, fitting in to them and having them be appropriate for the outside world are two very different things.
I'm down 15 lbs...after 2 1/2 months of weight watchers, I'm pretty damn happy about that. I'd still like to lose another 15-20, but right now I'm focusing on the little milestones!
5 comments:
yay! i'm so proud of you, stace! you look great :)
Congrats!! That's awesome news! You should be proud of yourself.
I am so freaking happy for you! I need to follow your lead now! Can't let you and Natalie being alone in the hot momma's group now, can I? ;)
yay! I'm proud of you! I, however, have not had a child and just grew OUT of my size 12s. Size 14 isn't fat, either!
Also, I tagged you :)
Yay for size 12 and 15 lbs! You rock!
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