All through high school I was extremely active and I literally could eat what I wanted, when I wanted, and how much I wanted. I never gained an ounce and I took it for granted because it didn’t last long.
2 months after graduation, I found out I was pregnant and that’s when it all began. After I had my gorgeous little girl Macie, I just expected to eat what I wanted and my body just transform into my high school shape. Um, WAKEUP call!!
I drank a lot of alcohol (hello calories!!) and didn’t watch what I ate. I’d eat late at night and go to McDonald’s every day and then one day I decided to just stop eating. So I did. I went from 140 to 120 really quickly but I was literally sick every day. It was not a pleasant experience.
I got pregnant yet again and after Kelsi was born I was up to 143 pounds again.
This time I just resorted to throwing up and abusing laxatives. I’ve stopped that thank goodness but now I don’t know how to eat, am terrified of eating the smallest things, and exercise all the time. I just love putting on size 1 and 3 jeans though because it makes me feel good. I went down from 143 to 117 but now I am pushing for 110. I won’t be happy until I get there.
