August 13th, 2008
At that time, I was drinking a lot, staying out all night, basically barely functioning. I had my son in June 2007. He pretty much saved my life. Besides wreaking hell on my insides, he is my constant source of entertainment, and I his. I worked as a court reporter for years and love that I get to stay home now with him. His father and I have a co-parenting relationship. We live together, but have separate bedrooms. This is not a situation for the faint-hearted. I have never been a do-it-by-the-books kind of gal and didn’t think I should start just because I went and got prego.
Besides being his awesome mama, I really want to be his hot mama. I gained 46 pounds by the time I walked into the hospital to have him C-section. I started WW April 7, 2008. I don’t attend meetings and don’t do the online thing. I just got the info I needed from a friend who got it from a friend who heard about it from another friend. You get the message. Anyways, I have reached pre-baby weight after four months of not so much blood, sweat, and tears….until now.
I cannot get below 150. This was the weight that I struggled with for about four years trying to get below before I ballooned out with him. Right now I am jogging 3.5 miles four to five times a week and playing about five to six softball games every week. I am an avid ballplayer — so is his father. In fact, this is how we met, the subculture of city league softball players. I digress.
So 150, yeah, I can’t get below it, except for my first night out in two years where I proceeded to get completely wasted off four beers and puke my guts out into a yellow mixing bowl that was attached to my hip for the next day and a half. That was two weekends ago. I weighed 147 that morning. I really don’t think this is the route I want to go to continue my weight loss.