Its Possible

A few quiet moments in the house... I thought about catching up on folding that basket of laundry thats been eying me for 3 days now. And the mess that is my desk right now needs some tidying... but instead... I think I'll just sit here and have a glass of lemonade.

I've had weight struggles for nearly my entire life. Its been an ongoing frustration. I've had medical reasons to blame for enormous amounts of weight gain. Cushing's disease caused by a pituitary tumor, left my body so horribly broken and overweight, I rarely even admit those high scale numbers to myself.

For the majority of the last 5 years I've felt so unhealthy and run down. I felt tired. I felt sad and depressed at times because of the lack of control I had with my weight. (If you know me well... you know I like to know whats going on and have the upper hand of the situation. Scheduling is a friend!) I've delt with all ranges of emotions.

Many years, many pounds and 2 pregnancies/kids later, I think I've finally begun to feel a little better. I feel lighter. Not just physically, but emotionally as well. Losing weight is becoming easier and I like the place where I am now. I still want to be lighter, still lose more weight... but I feel like I'm healthy again ... or at least getting there. I have more energy (partially dependent on my infant's amount of sleep from the night before lol) and I don't feel like giving up on my weight loss goals. I feel like its possible. one pound at a time.

34 pounds. 34 pounds. 34 pounds.... one pound at a time.