The Ugly Truth

I have never really struggled with my body image. In high school and the first several years of college, I was very thin. Then, PCOS flared up and threw my life for a loop and I put on some weight. I was still small, though.

But, I began fertility treatments and that "helped" me put on a little more weight.

And, I continued with more intense treatments and gained more weight.

Then, I became pregnant and gained more weight.

Now that Brianna has been here for two months, I'm still carrying about 10 pounds of pregnancy weight, plus all the other weight I had gained before pregnancy.

While I don't feel bad about myself -- and many of my pre-pregnancy clothes do fit -- the ugly truth is that I'm overweight.

Ugh.

After some thinking, I've decided I need to do something about it. Something more than just hope it will eventually come off on its own. Something more than just get used to how I look now and not worry about it at all. Something more than go up a size in clothing so that I'm a little more comfortable when I sit in my jeans.

So... I started Weight Watchers on Brianna's two month birthday, April 18th. It has been going well, and has really been helping me get my portion sizes under control, while eating a more balanced diet. My goal right now is to get the pregnancy weight off, then I'll go from there.

I get discouraged and overwhelmed very easily when thinking about losing weight, but I really need to do this.

And I can do this.