>So any of you who have been keeping up since day 1 (Adventure to MomTopia) know that this began as a journey to turn my family around. Although we were nowhere near dysfunctional, I felt we were on a path that might lead us there. I didn’t feel good about aspects of how we were parenting our children and I set out to fix that. So far it is proving to be an amazing transition for our family.
What I didn’t talk much about then was the transformation I am going through myself as a person. Sure, I’m working on my time-management skills and my parenting skills but I am also going through quite another journey. I am getting my sh*t together (excuse my language).
I have been struggling with my weight since the birth of my oldest child. About 2 years ago, I was at my biggest (without a baby in my belly). I went shopping for some new clothes and for the first time in my life, I had to look in the plus-sized section. To be honest, I felt ashamed. When the numbers were getting higher in the regular sizes, it didn’t bother me so much but having to move to a different part of the store was very emotional for me. I stood there staring at the 1X top I was thinking of trying on and then something inside me snapped. I put the top down and left the store in tears.
The entire drive home, I started thinking… what’s holding me back? No one else controls me. I’m not a puppet. I don’t have a medical condition (yet!!) so there are no excuses. I was determined that I was not going to be a fat mom. Since then, I have managed to drop 2/3’s of the weight I set out to lose. I still have about 20 lbs to go but I am slowly seeing the old me return.
Although my weight is by far the largest task to complete, it has triggered something in me. I no longer accept my “lazy” attitude towards life. I once had goals. I once felt passionate about life. I needed to find that again.
Tying into our new family dynamic, I took my own advice and went back to some of the goals I have set for myself. I chose one to start. I had always said I wanted to run a 1/2 marathon by the time I am 30. Once upon a time, I loved to run. So this October I will be running my first 1/2 marathon. I have started very slow. I found a wonderful friend who is willing to come over and run with me a few times a week and we started a learn-to-run type program. We will be at the end of week 2 tonight and although there’s still a long way to go, I feel fabulous that I even made it this far… especially since it’s winter!
There is still some work to be done before I will feel like I’m me again but I’m on my way there. The most important thing is that I stay true to myself, take realistic steps and always keep in mind what kind of role model I want to be to my kids. They look up to me and I want them to be proud to call me their mom.