I love a good success story. Before and after pictures really motivate, especially when the person has found success the same way I’m trying to. At one time I was somewhat of a success.
I shared pictures of myself sitting down in tight clothes. I would’ve never done that before losing weight.
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I posed with my way-too-big jeans
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I showed what I believe to be the worst picture of me ever taken, one that shows how big I was at 300 pounds.
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I considered myself a success for being able to be photographed from any angle and not look like that anymore.
Since having Quinn, I have a newfound appreciation for my body. It’s stronger than I ever thought it was. The problem is, I haven’t been honoring my body. Though it was wonderful and delicious, I had more cupcakes than I can count this weekend. I’m still struggling with overeating, that’s no surprise to me. What is a surprise to me is how close I look to that before picture.
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And a side by side for comparison
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I know I look heavy in the pictures from Quinn’s party, and I’m ok with that. Years ago I would’ve cropped every picture or deleted every one that showed how big I was. Matt uploaded pictures to Facebook last night while I as sleeping. This morning I was scrolling through and smiling, despite the pictures that clearly show how much weight I’ve gained. All I saw was my gorgeous baby enjoying her day surrounded by friends and family that love her.
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When I see these pictures, I see a happy baby exploring the joys of cake.
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I see a rare picture where I’m the shortest one! That never happens! I’m 5’9 and come from a really tall family.
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I see Quinn’s face light up as she’s being pushed on her new swing at my parent’s house.
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I see Quinn and my daddy, who suddenly looks older than he should.
What I don’t see is that success story I want to be. I’ll even admit, that above unflattering picture got me out of bed quick this morning to delete it off Facebook. Then I had a come to Jesus meeting with myself.
If I’m deleting pictures of myself again, am I on the right track?
Also, how can a 30+ pound difference look the same in pictures? In the old picture I was in the late 290s. In the one from this weekend I’m in the 260s.
The problem is me. I’m not consistent. I track sometimes. I know I need to track ALL times to get results.
I’m also tracking on my fitness pal as well as Weight Watchers to compare the two.
I’ve nursed Quinn successfully for a year. One of my fears was over exercising or dieting and experiencing a drop in milk production. If that happens now, I’m ok with it. She eats enough “real” food to wean if my supply drops. Hopefully it won’t, but I have to get healthy.
So here I am. Who’s ready to do this with me again?
Day 1. Operation No More Deleting Pictures.
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