| Height: | 160.0cm |
| Start weight: | 260.50lb |
| Current weight: | 260.00lb |
| Goal weight: | 160.00lb |
| Lost to date: | 0.50lb |
| Remaining: | 100.00lb |
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Ok so I've lost 3.8 pounds so far...not too shabby if I do say so myself...but I'm also 10 days late for my monthly friend, so now I'm more than a little concerned that I might be pg....I honestly don't know what will happen if it turns out I am pg...don't really want to think about it...but if nothing happens by Wed I'm picking up a test to make sure...
OK so I joined here on Friday the 26th....Saturday the 27th I took my older DD to a game she was cheering at...took 3 steps across the grass to get to the field and slipped into a dip in the grass and hurt myself. I actually thought I had broken my ankle as bad as it hurt, but it was just extremely badly twisted & I tweeked my tendon there as well..so I was given crutches and told to stay off of my feet until it didn't hurt anymore....and then I went home where I was surrounded by people who know me well enough to know that they had to force me to sit and let them do everything for me...it was NOT a happy time in my household...there they all are trying to take care of me, and there I am arguing with them about it LOL!!
OK...so here I am...30 yrs old, sahm of 2. My first DH died very suddenly in early 07 which lead to me uprooting my entire life and moving from the North, where I grew up, to NC, where I could start over again. That move was probably the best decision I could have made. I have re-discovered who I was before I was married, and now that I remember that person, I remember that I really liked myself then...and something had changed that. Not that my DH was down on me, not at all....but the way I thought of myself changed at some point and I didn't realize it when it happened...and it's amazing to me to see where I was, where I am now, and to have absolutely no clue how the hell I got from there to here...I met a great guy, we're engaged...through him I now have the son I always wanted (even if he is older than my 2 girls)...we are getting married 7/4/09. And I really don't want to be this big on my wedding day. I'm not going to drive myself crazy to hit my goal weight by then, I just don't want to be the size I am now on that day...I know I'll hit my goal eventually, just like I know I didn't get this big overnight and I won't lose it all overnight. I know I am loved just as I am...and I know that I'm doing this all for me.
My kids are 8 & 4...my 8 yr old is a cheerleader, which confuses me. Both her father & I were nerd/drama geek types in HS, so how we produced a cheerleader I have no idea. my 4 yr old is starting to take after her big sis, so we might have another cheer girl on our hands once she's old enough...they are the joy in my life and if it weren't for them I really don't think I would have gotten through those first months after their father's death with any shread of sanity left. They are amazingly smart and funny and creative and I love that I can spend time with them now, before they are old enough to not want to be around me...
My fiance is wonderful...and his son is terrific...my guy is in training to become a police officer...kind of makes me nervous, but I just remind myself that at least we don't still live near NYC where it would be much more likely that something would happen to him on the job....my boy...he's 10 and loves to play guitar & baseball..and he's really great at both! He's hoping to become a pitcher for the Yankees when he grows up, and I'm told him being left handed improves his chances of that? These two guys are introducing me to the world of sports for the first time in my life, so I guess I'll just accept that as truth for now...
OK, so that's the intro to me...let's see where this goes....
