My weight struggle has been real, and ongoing for a long time.
In the FIRST PHOTO the one I call the bikini photo I was my so happy, I had just traveled to Cuba for the first time, I was eating well and exercising regularly. And I looked and felt great. Life was amazing.
Shortly after that first photo was taken my boyfriend ( Now husband ) decided we wanted and were ready to have a baby.... at first it didn't happen, and we just went on living, then after about a year of trying to convince, we had our first loss, and that's where the ☆
SECOND PHOTO comes in, I let my stress and depression take over, I let food comfort me, and I was smiling on the outside, but hating how I felt on the inside, we were hit hard after our second loss.
Then we sought out drs help, and things were still not happening for us. We grew closer as a couple and let God take over, and then BAM after we had almost given up AND 2.5 YEARS WE got thoes 2 pink lines, first there was shock and disbelief, then there was happiness, followed by 8 months of more stress and a challenging pregnancy.
After a traumatic birth, that includes baby not breathing and a shooting in the hospital.
We came home and I once again turned to food for all those long nights, and stressful days. I was packing on the pounds once again.
THEN THE THIRD PHOTO...
I decided to do something for myself, I now that have found something that has changed my life, I am once again finding the girl I use to be,
Who knew the fun loving girl was still in there after all this time. I am less stressed, I am motivated with my own goals and I meeting some amazing women, and changing other peoples life too.
And all it took was for me to say yes, I wish I would have found this years ago. But here I am now making the best out of every day.