La Petite Belle and I were looking through her scrapbooks and pictures yesterday.
We looked at her ultrasound pictures.
We looked at her newborn pictures.
We looked at the picture of K Belle looking at her for the first time, when she said, “She doesn’t have curly hair.”
We looked at her bath pictures to which La Petite Belle said, “Why did you put those in there? I had such a big, fat belly.”
We looked at the pictures of me holding her after her birth to which she said, “No offense, Mommy, but you don’t look so good and your clothes are so old school. Look at how big your tummy is.”
I said, “Umm … excuse me. I just gave birth to you. I pushed for 2 hours to get your 7-pound body out of my body. I was tired. Sorry, I didn’t look that great.”
In fact, we got to see a lot of was how huge I was after I had La Petite Belle. Ginormous. For the entire first two years of her life, I was overweight. 
It’s funny because, at that time, I didn’t see myself as that overweight, but I was. I was 3-4 sizes bigger than I am now. What a difference those few sizes make. (And, in my defense, I had a whole year of thyroid issues that are too lengthy to get into, but suffice it to say, doctors scared me to death. The word, “cancer,” was even thrown out at one point. Geez. Thank God for His total and complete healing and a healthy thyroid.)
I’m still constantly fighting this weight thing.
It’s an everyday battle that I will never give up.
Will I be an exercise freak? No.
Will I eat ice cream? Yes.
The truth is that we all know what to do to keep our bodies healthy.
It all comes down to the choices we make.
There are days that I honestly don’t care and there are days that I want to beat myself up over eating a bite-size Twix bar (Honestly, bite-size is just a tease. You’re just going to eat more if they’re bite-size, so you might as well just get the whole candy bar.)
But, I will not give up. Ever.
I’m hoping to finally be at my goal weight and be in the best shape ever before I’m 40. We’ll see how that goes.
And, no, I will not post pictures. I’m thinking of actually burning them.