Growing up I was always the “skinny pretty” girl and was this without having to try. I ate what I wanted and never exercised a day in my life! Although I was involved in extra curricular activities, none of those were sports!
I became pregnant at 17 and had my first son at 18. He was 8lbs so I wondered what the rest of the 58lbs was from! I went up to 188lbs! After having my son, I became obsessed with him. I didnt leave the house for months and didnt care much about my appearance. My life was there in this newborn baby. I was in a awful relationship which did nothing for my self esteem. I began college driving 1 hour to and from it 5 days a week and with my son only being 3mths old, I had no time to myself. I was about 160lb during this time. This is when I heard the comments that never in my life I had heard. “Youre kinda chubby, huh?” “Your butt is big!” or “OMG, you gordita (chubby).” It was worse when my 2 y/o cousin became frightened and said “Someone scratched you!” as she stared at my stretch marks, when my shirt when up.
After 2 yrs, I left the relationship and dropped down to about 145lbs. I then began to date my now husband. My weight then fluctuated about 20lbs here and there. 10mth later, I became pregnant. So my starting weight was about 166 and my ending pregnancy weight was 208!! Im 5’2′ so this was just horrible! I then became stuck at about 180 for a while. About 2 years later and 3 months after marrying my wonderful husband, Iwas now weighing about 160, we adopted a newborn girl. 6mths later I found out I was expecting. So I had my 6y/o, 1 y/o, 6mth old and now preggo!
My starting weight was about 170 and ending weight was 216!! From all these weight gains and losses, my stomach is just mush, my breast (or flaps as I like to call them) are just deflated and my butt is hail damaged. My baby is now going to turn 3 and I said enough is enough. These pictures are 2.5 months into my weight loss. Beginning weight was 192 and I am currently 169. I have lost 4 inches from my hips, 6 inches from my waist and 3 from my chest. Although I know my breast will never be perky and my stretch marks will never disappear, I have just began to feel good about myself. It has ONLY taken me close to 11 years!! I have struggled with confidence all these years. My husband tells me everyday how beautiful I am and believe it or not, my 2 year old saw me uploaded the pics and said with a gasp “you’re pretty mommy” and thats enough to melt my heart and make me feel like a supermodel <3
29 years old
3 pregnancies and 3 births
10 (soon to be 11), 5, 4 and 2 (soon to be 3)