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Continuing on with my weight obsession/ determination to become a normally sized person again, the story goes as follows: Back in the year 2002 I was a completely averagely sized person.  After eating my way through new relationship bliss and drinking my way through a significant period of mourning, I came out of 2003 about 30 lbs heavier.  In and of itself, 30 lbs isn’t that big of a deal.  This is especially true when you gained it via completely obvious poor choices and health patterns.  It can be reversed just as quickly and nearly as easily as it was gained. …and I might have lost that weight or just accepted it if I hadn’t become pregnant with my daughter Bunny that year. I gained 80 lbs in that pregnancy and before I could lose all of that weight I was pregnant again with my second daughter Lila.  I gained only 40 lbs in that pregnancy. After having Lila my weight began to fluctuate as I worked hard to lose.  I’d lose a bit and gain twice as much.  I did this for a few years before finally just packing on pound after pound after pound…  As I was gaining weight quickly and steadily, I was freaking out, exercising, making healthful choices and feeling completely out of control and helpless.  At this point, my desire to be lighter had very little to do with aesthetics.  It was more about being able to buy clothes in regular stores, the fact that my blood pressure was going up and the fact that walking up the stairs from the basement of my home to the third floor made me pant and sweat.  And none of these things indicate how incredibly scary it is to feel that you are disconnected from your body and have no control over what happens to it. This is around the time that I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism.  The diagnosis later turned to Hashimotos Disease. Now, I am please to report that as of this morning, I have successfully lost every single pregnancy pound.  I weight about five pounds less than I did when I had my first pre-natal visit in my first pregnancy.  This is the least that I’ve weighed in years. Now… I need to get that final 30 pounds off and I will be back to my old, normally proportioned self. This is a huge part of my life right now, so I’ll be updating about it a lot.

Continuing on with my weight obsession/ determination to become a normally sized person again, the story goes as follows:

Back in the year 2002 I was a completely averagely sized person.  After eating my way through new relationship bliss and drinking my way through a significant period of mourning, I came out of 2003 about 30 lbs heavier.  In and of itself, 30 lbs isn’t that big of a deal.  This is especially true when you gained it via completely obvious poor choices and health patterns.  It can be reversed just as quickly and nearly as easily as it was gained.

…and I might have lost that weight or just accepted it if I hadn’t become pregnant with my daughter Bunny that year. I gained 80 lbs in that pregnancy and before I could lose all of that weight I was pregnant again with my second daughter Lila.  I gained only 40 lbs in that pregnancy.

After having Lila my weight began to fluctuate as I worked hard to lose.  I’d lose a bit and gain twice as much.  I did this for a few years before finally just packing on pound after pound after pound…  As I was gaining weight quickly and steadily, I was freaking out, exercising, making healthful choices and feeling completely out of control and helpless.  At this point, my desire to be lighter had very little to do with aesthetics.  It was more about being able to buy clothes in regular stores, the fact that my blood pressure was going up and the fact that walking up the stairs from the basement of my home to the third floor made me pant and sweat.  And none of these things indicate how incredibly scary it is to feel that you are disconnected from your body and have no control over what happens to it.

This is around the time that I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism.  The diagnosis later turned to Hashimotos Disease.

Now, I am please to report that as of this morning, I have successfully lost every single pregnancy pound.  I weight about five pounds less than I did when I had my first pre-natal visit in my first pregnancy.  This is the least that I’ve weighed in years.

Now… I need to get that final 30 pounds off and I will be back to my old, normally proportioned self.

This is a huge part of my life right now, so I’ll be updating about it a lot.