Hey, itâ€™s ME â€“ about 8 or 9 years ago. When I stumbled across this picture over the weekend it shocked me. I really did, for a split second, wonder who this was. First of all, CHECK OUT THAT REALLY COOL HAIR!! Did I have awesome hair or what? Short hair was really good to me when I was skinny, but not so much after two kids and 40 pounds. I am finally coming to terms with that and growing out my hair.
I didnâ€™t even remember that itâ€™s POSSIBLE for me to be that skinny. I mean, look at the definition in my cheek bones! And the separation between my boobs and my belly â€“ they are TWO SEPARATE PARTS OF MY BODY! And look how cute I am in a shirt that actually buttons closed without that button-popping seem-stretching look.
I have to admit, I cried a little when I saw this, because it seems so impossible for it to be me.
I have lost 13 pounds and one pant size over the last couple months, and my momentum is only gaining. I was very encouraged to have made it through Thanksgiving without any damage done. This is a great accomplishment, so why do I still feel like I will never look this good again?
I donâ€™t know that I need to be as skinny as I was in this picture. After all, Iâ€™m pretty realistic about what birthing two kids and a slowing metabolism can do to a womanâ€™s body. Iâ€™d be happy to lose at least 30 more pounds, maybe 40. That will still not put me at what I weighed in this picture, but I will be healthier than I am now, and it will be a more realistic weight to maintain.
Reality check. Encouragement. Motivation. Possibility. These are the reasons Iâ€™ve posted this photo on my refrigerator.