A year ago….a year ago I had my son. The reason I lost 200 pounds, the reason I do not make excuses, the reason it will stay off. Hppybdy!
Today is my son’s first birthday.
It seems like only yesterday that my wife and I were looking at a pregnancy test.
Questioning how many lines we saw…
“I think there are two lines”
“Hmmmm,I am not sure…”
“I said two lines!!!!”
I remember a few years ago when the doctor told us we could have a child.
When he told us that, I was still 400 pounds. Adoption was not an option. Not at my size. We really wanted kids.
It was one of the defining moments in my life. I knew I had to lose the weight.
I had to make a “selfish selfless” choice. I had to do it for me, but then it had to be for others. It could not be a quick fix like the past. It had to stick.
And I did. We did not try to have a child until I lost over 150 pounds. Once my son was born, I lost over 200 pounds.
And now he has been in our lives for a year. The best kid in the world.
Well, that is a Dad’s opinion, but I think his Mom agrees as well.
He plays. He laughs a lot. He loves to crawl. He is close to walking.
He says “Mama” and “Bella”. He says “All Done” and there is a rumor that he has said “Ellen” after his favorite show, but that is a rumor.
He eats kid food. Pancakes, raviolis, organic fruits and vegetables.
I rush home from the gym to see him. I love the days where I “parent” with him.
See, no babysit, I said parent. Mamavation, where are you!!!!
He is the reason that weight loss is a great battle. He is worth it. He is my little star. I can not imagine a life without him
But the coolest thing he does is he pushes away food when he is full.
And I promise to him that I will have the most beautiful struggles with my weight. But I will keep it off.
He is my inspiration.