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Worth All 8 lbs 2 oz

It is no secret it has been a while since my last post.  Time has flown and a lot has changed but yet so much has stayed the same.  I’m still struggling with the same demons when it comes to diet and things have been a whole lot more challenging in that department since August.

In August we found out we were expecting the miracle of baby number 3.  Losing weight obviously eliminated my fertility problems.  We had tried for over a year for our first and 3 years for our second with a year on fertility meds.  I was convinced I could never be surprised by a pregnancy.  Those who have struggled know he window is small.  I am certain this was a mush higher power working in our lives.

Here I sit 9 months later, holding our beautiful baby girl.  She has completed our family.  My pregnancy with her was a cake walk, in the health department and LITERALLY in the weight department.  I allowed myself to indulge on all the things I had cut from my diet for so long.  I went through waves of working my doctor’s approved version of  Weight Watchers only to flop on my face into sleeves of Oreo cookies, mountains of pork fried rice and miles of melty pizza cheese.  It was delicious, disgusting and so totally worth it.


This face was worth every craving I caved on, every zumba class I had to sit out (doctor’s orders at about 5 months), every tear I cried over clothes that didn’t fit, every pants size between goal and where I am now; it was worth starting over for.  While my clothes from when I started my weight loss journey are much too large, my goal jeans I can’t even pull up past my knees.  I’m struggling to find the motivation to do anything other than nap, snuggle and love my boys and our baby girl.

I know I’ll get there, but I know it’s going to take me some time, and probably a long time.  I was happy at goal, but right now I’m euphoric.  I have come a long way from the number I started out at on the scale, but there are other things that never changed and more than likely, never will and I’m OK with that.  There is more to life than counting calories and I’ll get back to that tomorrow.


Posted by on April 12, 2016 in Uncategorized


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No, I am not Pregnant!

I’ve been having a recurring dream.  The last couple of months, and for the last 3 nights, I have dreamed I’m pregnant!  Wait a minute?!  I’m not even sure I want to have more babies, so why is it they keep finding their way in to my dreams?

I have 2 beautiful boys.  One is going to be 4 and one is 6 months.  When our first was 6 months old, since I had a tough time getting pregnant, we decided to start trying again.  Probably a good thing we did since it took us more than 2 years.  But this time around, with our son 6 months old, I am most def not ready to start “trying” again. 


There are days when I think maybe I want to have another baby.  I would love to have a baby girl as I am rather outnumbered in my house.  And for me, I have always wanted to have a little girl who would hopefully look up to me and share a closeness like I do with my mother.  I would love to put hair up in pig tails and go shopping for dresses.  The times when I want another baby the most is when I see baby girls out and about with their mom’s.  Babies grow up so fast and are only babies for a blink.  But then, knowing my luck, it wouldn’t be a girl since there is no way to guarantee and I’d end up even more outnumbered (not that I’m not thrilled with my 2 boys.  I wouldn’t change a thing, they are the most amazing things I have ever done).Image

I loved being pregnant and as strange as it sounds, I loved labor (I did have an epidural with both babies, making it much more enjoyable).  There is nothing in this world like giving life to another person.  The thought of never feeling a baby move inside my belly does make me sad. 

On the other hand, I am working really hard to get my body back to a place I can be proud of.  I’m working to get my health to a place where I can be the type of mama to my boys that they so deserve.  Getting pregnant doesn’t really fit into that plan.  I feel like it is time to think about me!  I feel selfish when I say it like that, but how can I bring life to another human being if I’m not living myself? 

So out of curiosity, I decided to do an internet search for dream interpretation.  I had read somewhere many years ago that dreaming about being pregnant either meant you were or you wanted to be.  Since neither of those apply, the one I found online today made perfect sense.  I found this on

To dream that you are pregnant symbolizes an aspect of yourself or some aspect of your personal life that is growing and developing.” 

The black and white photo posted in this blog was taken by PERFECT IMAGE PHOTOGRAPHY


Posted by on March 4, 2013 in Uncategorized


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