I love her to bits! She told me that she used to worry about me when I was getting bigger and bigger. She said she didn't know how to talk to me about it since she's never struggled with her weight and she didn't want to upset me. I was always jealous of her being skinny so I think if she did bug me about my weight it would have been bad. She's a smart lady I think she knew I felt that way.
It's funny how I see things so differently now. I even feel bad that I was so jealous of her. Maybe what I was jealous about was the fact that she had her weight under control and I lacked that discipline.
We're from Germany and we moved to the US when I was 3. She reminds me of the book title, French Women Don't Get Fat. She eats sweets but a small amount where I would have ate double what she had. She doesn't do low-fat foods but she keeps her portions small. She doesn't eat fast food unless she's on vacation with no other options. She's a waitress so she gets lots of exercise, where as I sit at a desk all day.
Why have I ignored all of her healthy eating habits? Why did it have to take 32 yrs for me to see that maybe she's on to something? Who knows but when I see her in my pants it makes me smile and think, YES I can look like that too! Wow not sure where all that rambling about my mom came from but it feels good to get that off my chest.
Thanks for listening
My mom in my size 20 Jeans doing my Goal Photo pose!
She's been super supportive of my weight loss, she's always been this skinny, and luckily she's never pestered me about my weight. What's even cooler is that I've inspired her to go to the gym! She's cute, she wants tighter abs 
