Photo Journey

So, I finally broke that plateau and this morning weighed in at 201 - a weight I haven't seen since my honeymoon.

From around 300 pounds at 21 years old:

I started my weight loss journey on my own. I hired a trainer and went to a nutritionist (who now I realize was an idiot but whatever) Shortly after, around 240 or so, I met Mike.



Over the next couple of years, the weight came off. I worked out almost every day, sometimes twice. I ate very little and low fat. I followed Weight Watchers off and on. (Again, if I only I could go back and punch myself in the mommy buttons.)

I had hit my lowest adult weight at 184 the week before my wedding:

I gained a few pounds between the rehearsal dinner (in the pic above), bachelorette party, etc. and on the morning of my wedding I weight in at 189. I remember the number as clear as day.

Then a few days after our wedding, we went to Hawaii for our honeymoon:

where we ate and drank all we wanted for 10 glorious days. I came back at 203. Also? Pregnant.

I had Charlotte and came home around 265:

It took a little over a year but I lost all of that weight and got back down to 203 exactly to be in a friend's wedding:

And that weekend? Got pregnant again:

And came home with this guy at 277.

Sawyer turned 2 in July and even though it's taken two years, I am now at 201.

This is a weight I haven't seen in more than five years. And I've gotten here in a way so different than before: no cardio for hours at the gym, no starvation. I am leaner at this 201 than I ever have been before. I run and lift weights heavier than my own body. I eat a lot of real, healthy food.

And I feel like a new person. I feel like I've got a second chance at being a better version of myself.

And by the gods, I WILL see 199 by my 30th birthday in a couple of weeks.

30 is not the new 20. It is the new me. Bring it.