I have struggled with this weight thing my whole life. My first husband left me after 14 years of marriage for a younger, hotter woman - she left him later, for his boss, so karma....
Anyway, after he left, I lost a lot of weight - 40 pounds - I was still over weight, but under 200 pounds for the first time in many years. After I while, I met someone and remarried. After we married, this guy rode me hard about my weight, I lost 30 more pounds - I was still a curvy girl, but muscular, down to a size 8. Had my boobs done and a tummy tuck and felt GREAT! Then, my husband, who didn't have any kids of his own, asked if we could try to have a baby. I was thrilled as I love being a mom and my two boys were 17 and 15. So, even after a boob job and tummy tuck - and at 40 years old - I decided to try. I was able to get pregnant right away, and delivered my third son less than a year later. It was a difficult pregnancy followed by 30+ hours of labor and an emergency c-section. Throughout the pregnancy, I gained 25 pounds. Within 3 weeks, I was back in my clothes, muffin top - but still they fit, sort of. Because of the c-section, I couldn't get back to the gym right away and my tummy was a mess after 3 kids, a tummy-tuck, and a c-section. My husband couldn't deal with my new body and left, still wanting to be friends, and 50% custody.
Fast Forward a year or so. Now a single mom to 3, working full-time, the gym routine is a little lax and I have put back on 15 pounds or so. I met up with an old high school friend for drinks and the sparks flew. We both had crushes on one another in high school, but neither of us acted then. More on the love story later - but during our courtship and marriage I gained back about 30 more pounds - putting me over 200 for the first time in 5 years. So now, I'm a year and a half into the most wonderful marriage - and I can't get this weight thing under control. I still work full time. My job requires lots of travel - so I'm in the car 50+ hours a month. We have 5 kids between us who all live at home with us - to say our lives are crazy is an understatement.
But here's what's not fair: Jerkwad husband number 2 got to enjoy the fit, energetic, and curvy size 8 me - while the man who treats me better than I have ever been treated only gets the chunky, dumpy, exhausted me. Make no mistake, he thinks I'm beautiful, can't keep his hands off of me, and treats me like I am the most desirable woman in the world. He never nags or makes suggestions - just loves me. I felt so much better about myself when I was fit and healthy. I'm taking this 6 month challenge to give both of us the best of me.