I've never been one to obsess about my weight. In fact, I avoided actually looking at a scale for a few years. Not because I was scared of what I weighed, but the number wasn't important to me. It wasn't until right before I was preg with little e that I paid attention to the numbers.
It was a few months after e's birth that I started training for a half marathon and finally went to the doctor for fatigue. I hadn't weighed myself since I was preg, so when I stepped on that scale in the doctor's office I took a look at the number. And I cried.
[Don't worry - this isn't a sob story. It's actually a really good story, so stick with me.]
I cried for the first time ever about how much I weighed. Little e was 8 months old and I weighed only 4 lbs less than when I was 9 months preg. I felt pretty pathetic.
I've made some changes in my life and I've learned a lot since then. I've gotten a lot of comments lately (not always about how I look - sometimes about other choices I make) and I want to share it all with you.