The Time Is Now

by dee on June 13, 2008

I’m FAT.

F-A-T

Yes, I know I just had a baby. That’s no excuse. The baby weight? It is gone. I dropped nearly 30 pounds within a week of giving birth. The rest of the weight that I’m now carrying around is just plain fat. It is all of the sugary drinks, peanut butter M&M’s, pizza, cheeseburgers, french fries, ice cream, and fried chicken sandwiches that I’ve been stuffing in my face for the last 11 months because hey, “I’m eating for two!”

Don’t you know eating for two doesn’t stop once you have the baby? Well, not if you’re breastfeeding anyway. I have this insatiable hunger that just will not go away. It started in the last month of my pregnancy and has not let up. I can think of three times since Evie was born that I’ve actually felt full (or slightly over-full). The amount of food that I consume on a daily basis is really quite disgusting.

I know it is time to cut back, but it is so hard when I am just so hungry all the time. Yet, every time I look in the mirror I feel shame because I worked so hard to lose all of the weight that I am now carrying again. I hate myself for every bite I take yet I just can’t stop. I tell myself it is for the baby, but is it really? Or is it just the one way I have of gratifying myself when it seems like everything else is so out of control?

It really hit me a couple weeks ago when I was complaining to a friend about my hair. She commented that she really likes my hair better when it is short. My reply was that I do too, just not when my face is so fat. In that moment I realized that every time I gain weight, I start growing my hair out – like somehow I can hide my fat body with the hair on my head. When I was younger I related to “Cousin Itt” because I could easily hide my entire face by simply pushing my hair forward a bit. If only it were that easy.

I’ve hidden behind my massive head of hair for the majority of my life. Only when I’ve felt confident in myself have I had the guts to cut it short and those times usually correspond to weight loss. I’m not saying I want to cut my hair off again. I just want to feel that freedom and confidence that I’ve felt during those times and I’ve suddenly realized that it has nothing at all to do with my hair and everything to do with my weight.

I’m getting tired of hiding, of feeling so self-conscious that I don’t want to go out or even change clothes in front of my husband. It is time to get off my butt and do something about it. It is time for Weight Watchers again and this time I really want to stick it out and hit my goal weight. It is going to take a lot of work but I know if I could do it once, I can do it again.

Oh, and if anybody wants to buy me a Wii Fit, that would help too.

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{ 6 comments }

1 April June 14, 2008 at 6:32 pm

I’ve been doing WW since 4/1/08. This is my first time though. If you want, we could form a texting club to text our results. It’s nice to know you have buddies to share accomplishments (or problems) with. Let me know. :)

2 Cass June 15, 2008 at 10:11 am

Wishing you a lot of luck as you start on this quest. Once this little girl is here I hope to jump on a similar plan because the idea of not feeling like the best possible me for another few months is just TOO much for me to handle.

3 Vera June 16, 2008 at 2:48 am

Ugh. I hate being reminded that I am FAT too. The sad thing, I’m not doing anything about it anymore. It is this heat, I tell you, it just makes me stay still and do nothing.

4 dee
Twitter: deew27
June 17, 2008 at 9:07 am

@April – That might be helpful. I found out last time that it is much easier to stay on the plan when you are doing it with someone. Hubby has been on it for the last month or so and is happy that I’m finally joining him.

5 dee
Twitter: deew27
June 17, 2008 at 9:12 am

@Cass – I want to get back to the “best possible me” too. It is amazing how much it affects every aspect of life.

6 dee
Twitter: deew27
June 17, 2008 at 9:13 am

@Vera – I’m actually more motivated when it is warm and sunny. It is the cold winter months that make me want to just snuggle up on the couch under a blanket.

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