
Ideally, this should motivate me to eat healthy and get what little exercise I can (just slow, slow walks right now!), but today I went compeltely the opposite way. I moped around and ate a bunch of junky food all day.
My husband has lost 50 pounds since July. I am SOOOO proud of him, but there is a ridiculous, irrational part of me that feels left behind... like I'm going to disappoint him.
I just want my body back!!!





I think God was trying to make up for the super crappy c-section that she got. 
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