I’ve been trying to watch what I eat, but it’s such an inconsistent experience.
It’s also very hard to be on a diet when your feelings are in the way.
I know I can burn off the calories by being active so I downloaded an exercise app. The problem is that it takes me 12 hours to finish a 15-minute routine.
If for some reason I do lose some weight, I tend to celebrate too early.
I’ve been promising myself that I will get back to my pre-pregnancy weight for years. For too long now, I’ve been holding on to a certain pair of jeans that I will most definitely wear again once I lose the inches. You just wait and see.
The other day, my daughter put her hands on my tummy and exclaimed, “Mommy, you’re so fat!”
I stood there, feeling shell-shocked. What should I say? What should I do? Should I tell her she was rude and that she hurt my feelings? She was just telling the truth. I mean, I am technically fat. Should I scold her for that? Do I have a conversation with her about how there are some things you should never tell another person? But she’s three. Would she even understand?
As I stood there, debating on how to react, she pressed her face against my stomach and said,”You’re the warmest mommy ever and I love you so much.”
So yeah, I could probably stand to lose a few pounds. But darn it if I didn’t learn my lesson fast that how much I weigh is not what’s important.
Hit or Missus 
Good for you its not the most important thing in life. I still struggle sometimes but your right! Our environment is terrible for someone who wants to be healthy.