I've been so dreading this post, but it has to happen...
Showing posts with label self conscious. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self conscious. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
The measurements...
I finally got the chance to take my measurements yesterday, and man, they sure aren't pretty. I haven't really been scared or nervous about sharing any information with you all... until now. Something about the fact that someone could grab a measuring tape and compare their measurements to mine is a little terrifying. Everyone carries weight differently, so just because I say I weigh 225lbs., that might not be as big of an impact as if I said my waist line is ___ inches.
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Monday, March 31, 2014
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Choose health... For you & your family!
Yesterday Baby S had his 9 month baby-well visit. I was discussing various things with the pediatrician and got onto the topic of his diet. I'm constantly worrying about whether he eats too much {rarely worry about him eating too little... if you saw a picture, you would understand! Ha!} and whether I'm feeding him what he needs for proper nutrition. #FirstTimeMom #MommyProblems
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Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Question for my readers
Hey girls!
I was reading a blog this morning about "Why frumpy makes you grumpy." And it got me thinking...
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Relatable post
One of the many things I hate about being fat is seeing people I haven't seen in a long time. I hate running into old friends, people from high school, people I use to go to church with, and even family that I don't get to see often. It's miserable for me. It's embarrassing. For the most part, I'm praying they just don't recognize me {minus family}. I seriously cringe and it's a real fear.
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