My name is Kristy and I’m so lucky to be a wife to a wonderful man and mommy to 2 beautiful girls (5yr old) and a (1yr old). I’m so blessed to have a wonderful family, but I put them first before myself. I have let myself go and my weight and health is suffering. It’s time to give myself some attention and then I can be an even better wife and mother.
Thinking back, it seemed I always had a weight problem…at least I think I did. I remember starting Weight Watchers when I was like 12 years old. I look back at pictures, but I see a thin girl. I’m beginning to wonder if my weight problem was all in my head. Anyways, I remember graduating and weighing 160 pounds and through the years slowly gaining. I maintained a weight of 230 pounds in my early twenties and then when I turned 26 I started working out with some co-workers….it was more like peer pressure. They signed up for a kickboxing class and I decided I would go with them. I became addicted to working out. The next thing I knew I had lost 60 pounds. Everyone would ask what I was doing and all I could say was exercising, watching what I ate just came along with it.
I met my husband when I was 28 years old and fell in love. We all know what happens when you fall in love, you lose weight, at least I did. I dropped down to 160 pounds and I looked awesome! My husband lived 140 some miles away from me and he talked me into finding a job closer to him and to move near by. I found a job, quit my old job, said goodbye to my dear friends and family, sold my house and moved 140 miles away from everything I ever knew. It’s amazing what love will do.
The depression started to set in. I loved my husband very much, but I felt like I lost my identity. I was living in a small rural town, which if you were not born here and the people didn’t know your parents, they had a hard time accepting you. It also bothered me that I was the talk of this small town. The weight started to pack on. There was no place to go to take a kickboxing class and I worked 50 miles away, so when I left for work it was dark and when I got home it was dark.
When my husband and I got married in 2002 I weighed in at 218 pounds. I had gained around 50 pounds in that year. When I got pregnant w/DD1 in 2003 I weighed in at 220 pounds. My weight got up to 260 pounds when I gave birth to her. I did get back down to 230 pounds, which is what my body seems to gravitate to. When I got pregnant w/DD2 in 2006 I started the pregnancy weighing in at 233 pounds. My weight got up to 280 pounds when I gave birth to her, but I am back down to 260 pounds, why couldn’t I have gone down to my infamous 230 pounds? Anyways, that is where I am at now….my DD2 just turned 1yr old January 11th and I have not lost one single pound….I figured breastfeeding would help get some of the weight off, but no such luck.
That’s why I am here….I would love to get back down to 155 pounds. I’m currently going to school to be a registered nurse, so when I’m not working or in school….I’m at home giving baths, cooking supper, cleaning house, paying bills, doing homework, doing laundry, catching up on errands and trying to spend as much time with my family as I can.
This is a blog of a very busy mommy who’s trying to keep her sanity while managing school, work and home life….not to mention, getting rid of this fat suit!
Mommy's shedding her fat suit 
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