Bleh. Ugh. This is not a topic or post that I'm really thrilled to sit down and write about, but it's time. It's been time and I've been putting it off. So, here goes... I need to lose weight. Again. For about the millionth time in my life.
After the babies were born, by the time I came home from the hospital (5 days later) I was AT my pre pregnancy weight. Within a week or two I was down to my pre ttc weight. WTF has happened? I'm almost, not quite, back up to my pregnancy weight. Yup, that's right, I weigh almost what I did when I was 30 something weeks pregnant with twins. Shoot me now. I'm not quite comfortable talking numbers on here at this point. Maybe once I lose a bunch then I can reflect back on where I started from, but not today.
I'm going to do the best that I can, one day at a time. I'm going to follow the Weight Watchers points plan as much as I can, but I'm doing it on my own. I have joined WW so many times, and I know exactly what I need to do to lose the weight. It's just a matter of actually doing it. There will be meals that I throw my hands up in the air at. Heck, if I'm being honest, there will probably be entire days like that. And that will be ok.
Just like when I was pregnant ::sigh:: and I took tummy pictures so I could watch myself grow, it's time to watch myself shrink now. I'm thinking maybe every other week, or even once a month as time goes on. I have set a few goal weights at different milestones. My first goal is -14 pounds by Valentine's Day. Baby steps. I'll share the rest after each one is acheived. So, there it is. In writing for the world to see. I hesitated even 'going there' on this little blog, but I decided that it's just one more way to hold myself accountable. Wish me luck!