
I distinctly remember this picture being taken and thinking I was fat. Four years later and I want to blow it up, frame it and put it over the fireplace for all to see. I think its the curse for all women, no matter their size, to consider themselves fat. I am sure we can all relate to this scenerio, thinking of a time that we thought we were fat in our past and looking back years later wishing for that body again.
About a year ago I was the biggest I have ever been (until now that is) at a size 12. The condition that my body was in at the time helped push along the desire to get pregnant. I thought "well if I was pregnant at least I'd have an excuse to be fat... I'll worry about loosing the weight after the baby". If I only had access to Doc Brown or the DeLorean...

If I were able to go back in time I would probably slap myself, maybe even twice. You know that friend of yours, that skinnier than you friend, who always commplains about how fat she is? Yeah, thats sort of how I look at myself a year ago... now anyway.
When I got pregnant I am pretty sure that one of my first thoughts was "ok bring on the ice cream sundae's" and I am positive that thinking continued right up until I went into labor. Cheeseburgers, pizza, burritos - you name it - if it was delicious and bad for you - I probably ate it. Picture a pregnant Cookie Monster and that will give you an idea. I mean, what else was there for me to do? Most of the things I enjoyed prior to being pregnant I couldn't do anymore (drink, smoke, eat sushi, stay up past 10) so if eating what I wanted made me happy - then eating what I wanted I shall do.
The thought is, this is the one time in your life you are able to indulge. Guilt free eating for 10 months... but I tell you what, I will NEVER have that mindset in. I will for sure be pregnant at least once more and I will run this thought through my preggers mind every time I ask for a Big Mac "size 16 = too small".
I am not saying its going to be easy. After a long day at work, pregnant and tired, the thought of putting together a healthy meal is revolting. You are emotional, think you look fat anyway and honestly feel you deserve Taco Bell. But if I knew then how fat I'd feel now, how hard it is to loose this weight, how no matter how much weight I loose I am still going to have the strechy tummy skin flap - I'd call the Fat Police on myself. "Put the Mint Chocolate Chip concrete down and walk away slowly!"
I started the low carb diet last week and ruined that this weekend, so I am starting over again this week. Official Fat Police business... drop 30 pounds in 4 months. The first wedding I am in this fall is the first weekend in Oct. My goal is to alter my size 18 dress down to a 12 by September. So I stay motivated, I am putting a calendar next to my scale and documenting my daily weight loss. Pray for me... I'm too pretty to be fat (or so my grandmother tells me;)) I gotta say, she's got a point. Because I tell you what, I have high hopes for myself of becoming a MILF and DO NOT want to look back on these days and call them my "skinny days"... By March 2011 I want to see this (what I once thought of as fat) body again...
