Why am I blogging?
Well there are many reasons but the main one is I want to share with you my story and part of my life. So let’s get into the real details of why.
Like many people I have struggled with my weight and self-esteem for years. Growing up I was a very petite (5’1), and barely weighed 110 lbs at the most. After having my first son I gained weight, however I was comfortable with the gain. Over the next few years between 2 more pregnancies, bad reactions to certain medications, and depression I really packed on the pounds. That’s when the cycle began, one I’m sure many of you may be familiar with to a certain extent. I would get motivated and begin dieting, working out, but failing miserably. I would get discouraged when the weight wouldn’t come off fast enough, or I was in a bad mood because I felt hungry from dieting, and I would give up. That then lead to being depressed, And then I would start all over again a few months later. I did this for years, my highest weight reached 190 lbs.
In the summer of 2013 I decided enough was enough. I began to do some research and realizing that I was going about it completely wrong. Instead of “dieting” I needed to change my lifestyle and make it a permanent change. And so I began. However not long after I was pleasantly surprised with the news that I was pregnant with my 4th son. So while I stayed fairly active and continued to stick to a somewhat healthy eating routine, I didn’t workout the way I would’ve liked to. I then ended up having gestational diabetes which made my pregnancy high risk. On March 23 2014 I went in to the hospital to be induced, at which point I had several complications, but thankfully I was blessed with a beautiful, healthy baby boy in the end.
Now because of the gestational diabetes, and family history I was told I was at risk to have Type 2 diabetes. I decided then I would really get to work to lose all the extra weight, which on the day of my delivery I weighed 193 lbs. I wish I could say it was smooth sailing from there out. Nope, of course not. A few weeks later I started experiencing horrible chest pains. They would come out of no where, and would make me horribly sick. I would sweat, feel nauseous, and eventually vomit. After a few episodes I ended up in the ER on my birthday, womp womp. I was then told I would need my gallbladder removed. So a month after having my baby on April 25th I had gallbladder surgery. I wish I could say that was the end of my health complications.
When I went in for my follow-up I was told my cholesterol was high, my triglycerides were high, I needed to continuing monitoring my blood sugar randomly because of the risk of diabetes, and I needed to lose weight of course. I remember going home feeling like complete poo. Here I was just turned 33 and failing to pieces. Just when I thought I was in the clear, nope more was going on. I was down and upset for the next few days.
Then after a few days I decided that I wasn’t going to give up. That while I’ve been facing health complication after complication I could still fix it. I was still young and knew I could turn things around. I refused to continue to let it escalate and be put on all types of medications. Enough is enough!! It was then and there when I decided I would work towards becoming the best version of me possible.
So here I am on my journey to becoming a better me. Now don’t get me wrong I’m pretty awesome already, but I want to be able to do and enjoy certain things the way I use to. I want to set goals and achieve them. I want to be able to play with my sons and keep up with them. But above all I just want to be healthy and enjoy life.
This is my journey, I’m sharing it with you in hopes that it may inspire some of you to start your own journeys. Let’s share our ups and downs, inspire each other, and support one and other while we work towards our goals. It’s never too late, and in the end you’ll be happy you started.
Let’s conquer these obstacles placed before us and be the fabulous, fit people we can be.