I just wanted to say a massive thank you for all the lovely comments about my weight loss on the pictures my husband had posted in the recently purchased thread.
Instead of going back a few pages and thanking everyone individually I figured I would say thanks here and tell you about my journey. Grab a brew it is long
I had always been big, ever since I could remember. I was even nicknamed beefcake at secondary school (after Cartman!)
I started loosing weight for the first time at 16 and so began a cycle of loosing weight and giving up.
I met my husband two years later and very (unexpectedly) found myself pregnant 4 months later. Being pregnant I used it as an excuse to 'eat for two' looking back now I was eating for about six or seven.
After our daughter was born in 2007 I lost a couple of stone but gave up due to postnatal depression. It was a long road to recovery but I got there in the end with lots of love and support.
In 2009 we decided we wanted to try for another baby after we had got married. To spare details... I ended up being diagnosed with PolyCycsticOvarianSyndrome. (PCOS) one of the side effects of this illness is easy weight gain and not being able to have children. After a bunch tests we found out my left ovary was completely blocked and my right one wasn't much better. The Dr told us to be thankful for the daughter we had as by all logic she shouldn't exist. During all our tests I had been loosing weight and had gone from 19st down to 16st in two years.
In June 2011 we discovered I was pregnant after 3 rounds of fertility treatments. In Feb 2012 we welcomed our second baby girl.
By this point our eldest was nearly 4.5 and was getting ready to start school that September. I had always said by the time she started school I'd have lost my weight and wouldn't be the biggest mum at the gates. I wouldn't be used as a target for my daughter to be bullied. I joined the gym when our youngest was six weeks old.
Turns out only going to the gym and not changing your diet doesn't do much. I didn't loose weight and gradually stopped going to the gym.
I was utterly miserable. It hurt my legs and back to walk and I was getting to a point where I couldn't walk without using the baby buggy as support.
In July 12' my Hubby got a new job which required us to move away from all our friends and family.
Fast forward the September and my daughter was starting school and I still hadn't done anything about my weight. I walked her onto the school play ground and felt so disappointed. I waved her off, came home and looked up my nearest weight loss group, turns out there was one the next day just down the road from her school - I took this as a massive sign that this time I could do this and I wasn't going to let anything get in my way.
Between the September and the following June I lost 75lbs then my world fell apart. My dad died of lung cancer. We expected it but it didn't make things easier. He died two weeks before our first family holiday abroad. Between my dad dying and our holiday I gained 11lbs. I got back from our holiday I went straight back to my meetings and haven't stopped since.
It wasn't until earlier this year my mum told me my dad had said how worried he was about me and my expanding waistline. He was scared I was going to die if I kept on eating how I was. If I am honest, one thing that does upset me a bit is he only saw half my journey and he was always so supportive. I just wish he'd have been here for it all.
Since then I have continued to loose the weight steadily and since Sept 2012 I have lost 133lbs. I enjoy myself and allow myself treats and I became a 'gold member' at the end of October this year. I still want to loose a few more pounds but I am in no rush for that to happen. I have gone from a clothing size 28-30 to wearing between a size 8 and 12 depending on the brand.
I am happier and fitter now than I have ever been in my life. I have been given a second chance and I don't intend to ever go back to how I was.
My most recent before and after, before was taken 4 months before I started loosing weight and the after was taken when I was trying on dresses for my husbands Christmas works party.
Instead of going back a few pages and thanking everyone individually I figured I would say thanks here and tell you about my journey. Grab a brew it is long
I had always been big, ever since I could remember. I was even nicknamed beefcake at secondary school (after Cartman!)
I started loosing weight for the first time at 16 and so began a cycle of loosing weight and giving up. I met my husband two years later and very (unexpectedly) found myself pregnant 4 months later. Being pregnant I used it as an excuse to 'eat for two' looking back now I was eating for about six or seven.
After our daughter was born in 2007 I lost a couple of stone but gave up due to postnatal depression. It was a long road to recovery but I got there in the end with lots of love and support.
In 2009 we decided we wanted to try for another baby after we had got married. To spare details... I ended up being diagnosed with PolyCycsticOvarianSyndrome. (PCOS) one of the side effects of this illness is easy weight gain and not being able to have children. After a bunch tests we found out my left ovary was completely blocked and my right one wasn't much better. The Dr told us to be thankful for the daughter we had as by all logic she shouldn't exist. During all our tests I had been loosing weight and had gone from 19st down to 16st in two years.
In June 2011 we discovered I was pregnant after 3 rounds of fertility treatments. In Feb 2012 we welcomed our second baby girl.
By this point our eldest was nearly 4.5 and was getting ready to start school that September. I had always said by the time she started school I'd have lost my weight and wouldn't be the biggest mum at the gates. I wouldn't be used as a target for my daughter to be bullied. I joined the gym when our youngest was six weeks old.
Turns out only going to the gym and not changing your diet doesn't do much. I didn't loose weight and gradually stopped going to the gym.
I was utterly miserable. It hurt my legs and back to walk and I was getting to a point where I couldn't walk without using the baby buggy as support.
In July 12' my Hubby got a new job which required us to move away from all our friends and family.
Fast forward the September and my daughter was starting school and I still hadn't done anything about my weight. I walked her onto the school play ground and felt so disappointed. I waved her off, came home and looked up my nearest weight loss group, turns out there was one the next day just down the road from her school - I took this as a massive sign that this time I could do this and I wasn't going to let anything get in my way.
Between the September and the following June I lost 75lbs then my world fell apart. My dad died of lung cancer. We expected it but it didn't make things easier. He died two weeks before our first family holiday abroad. Between my dad dying and our holiday I gained 11lbs. I got back from our holiday I went straight back to my meetings and haven't stopped since.
It wasn't until earlier this year my mum told me my dad had said how worried he was about me and my expanding waistline. He was scared I was going to die if I kept on eating how I was. If I am honest, one thing that does upset me a bit is he only saw half my journey and he was always so supportive. I just wish he'd have been here for it all.
Since then I have continued to loose the weight steadily and since Sept 2012 I have lost 133lbs. I enjoy myself and allow myself treats and I became a 'gold member' at the end of October this year. I still want to loose a few more pounds but I am in no rush for that to happen. I have gone from a clothing size 28-30 to wearing between a size 8 and 12 depending on the brand.
I am happier and fitter now than I have ever been in my life. I have been given a second chance and I don't intend to ever go back to how I was.
My most recent before and after, before was taken 4 months before I started loosing weight and the after was taken when I was trying on dresses for my husbands Christmas works party.
