Sunday, February 8, 2009
I've never really struggled with my weight...until now. Through my pregnancies with Grace and Evan I gained the recommended amount of weight and managed to shed it withing 5 months both time. Granted, my body weight was the same but my body shape had changed. This time, the twins pregnancies destroyed my body. I just feel like I'm spinning my wheels trying to get rid of it. The twins will be 3 months old at the end of next week and I still have sooo much to lose. I don't even know how much exactly because I've stopped getting on the scale. I refused in the beginning to go by clothes to fit me because I thought I wouldn't need them very long. I guess I might have to break down and spend money we don't have so I can have more than one pair of pants and two shirts since I'm constantly being slobbered on, snotted on or otherwise spit-up on. I just feel so rotten about myself. I'm trying and just getting no where. Now that said, I'm having a hard time finding time to exercise. I do a little here and a little there only fitting in an actual workout two days a week probably. But I'm dieting. I guess I might actually have to breakdown and spend more money I don't have and join weight watchers. It's helping my sister, she has lost weight and looks great. I just thought maybe I didn't need to do it. I guess I do. I feel like such a porker. Ug. There--my bitching is done.