The beginning...

I am a very routine person. I wake up at the same time; take a shower at the same time; leave my house at the same time. I consider my self to be a very aware person. But one morning I woke up and noticed something was different. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought "how in the hell did I get to this point?".

From the time that I was 16 years old I have weighed 130 pounds. Ok, it is true that that was 11 years ago. And it is true that I have had 2 children in 2 years (you read that correctly- 1 in 2010 and 1 in 2011). It is also true that I work 40 hours a week, take at least 2 college courses, run a household, and manage all of the household financials. So most people are probably thinking that with all of that going on I should be 1000 pounds! In reality I weigh more today than I have ever weighed (not including pregnancy). Sadly enough I am only 8 lbs away from what my max pregnancy weight was. I used to be able to eat anything that I wanted and never gain a pound. Now it seems I gain 2 pounds for every bite I take.

I realized today that I have let myself go in so many ways-not just my weight. I am hoping that the lower my weight goes the higher my self esteem will fly. After all, my princess is going to look to me as a model of what a woman, and more importantly a mother, should be. And my little man is going to look to as a model of what he should look for in a wife. And my husband deserves to have the woman he married back (both mentally and physically).

My starting weight on this journey is 155 pounds. My ending weight on this journey will be 130 pounds. I will not give up until I wake up and look in that mirror and say "damn you are a hot momma!"