Boy this should be an interesting day.
It’s 7am, I woke up at 5:20. Woo hoo! I wasn’t up at 3!!! I didn’t go to bed until 10:15 so maybe that’s why. I was trying to stay awake later so I wouldn’t be up so early and it helped!
Through the pain, I will be working on my dad’s old car today. I noticed a huge puddle of something under it, the tires are going flat, and the battery has been dead for a few months. I really want to sell it so I need to get it back how it was. I got offered $500 for it but according to Kelly Blue Book, it’s worth $1300 so $500? Uh, no!
My son has therapy today. I asked the doctor what time and he answered High Noon! A thought occurred to me this morning. I am so glad my son has someone he can talk to like I did when I was a teenager. I loved my meetings with Andi back then and I always felt I had someone on my side. Now my son has that with Dr. M.
I found a few funnies on that new app I told y’all about yesterday.
Last night, I went through my box of old pictures. I found so many of before I had my stomach surgery in 1998.
December 1997 in North Carolina with my Mom at the Biltmore House and GardensMe in front of Biltmore. This is the most shocking picture! My Cousin’s wedding in 1989Thanksgiving 1997Christmas work party 1997 – they couldn’t even hide me behind my friend! Christmas at my parents house in 1997Senior year of high school 1991This is after I lost my first 50 pounds after surgery. I thought I looked so good!Yep, this is me in 1996!My first wedding to John. Size 26 wedding dress. I was so embarrassed of the size, especially since I had my surgery 2 years before this happened!Me in Hawaii in 2002. My wedding to my sons father in 2005. Weight was 280. I had just had my son the month before.High school graduation party, 1991. My 21st Birthday party at a bar in 1994.
So I talked to my Mom and found out that I now weigh what I did as a 6th grader. As of today, I am 165. That’s a loss of .8 pounds this week. And here I thought I was going to gain!
I can’t begin to tell you how good I feel when I see how far I’ve come. I also can’t believe it took me over 30 years to be here. Really. In 6th grade, I was 11 years old. I was chunky at 160 pounds. At 45, I am finally back to 165. Why did I do that to myself? I remember always being on a diet growing up, cheating on said diet whenever possible, then saying screw it and eating what I wanted and kept gaining.
This is why I don’t tell my son he needs to diet. I give him healthy food options and have taught him to exercise. I noticed that he has stretch marks on his belly already so I am very nervous about his weight (he’s around 200 at 13). I don’t tell him that though! I am not my mother who was always saying I needed to lose weight! He is slowly learning. He has stopped eating candy and is eating what I cook again. He is learning not to drink his calories (I don’t put it that way to him – I tell him everything in moderation). I hope he learns from my mistakes. He saw the pictures of me and said “Mom, you were a fat ass!” 😂My reply? “Yes I was. Now I’m not. Learn from my mistakes.” Let’s hope he does!