So when I grew up, I was a little bit fuller than the rest. Not fat, but I had a butt and large breasts while girls my age were stick thin. This made me hate my body. I wanted to hide it. When I was 16, I finally did something about it, I lost 5 kgs, unhealthily ofcourse, and suddenly everyone told me I looked fabolous. After the weightloss I began my rollercoaster of starving and binging resulting that I weighed, of course, more then to begin with. I got married early in my life, at 19, and my hubby and I always ate some crap at the evenings. I got to my highest weight and suddenly, when I was 21 I got prego. Now, my baby is now 1 year old, and luckily I have lost all the 20 kgs I gained plus 3 more, but I’m still far away from where I want to be, and where I was in the good old days. But this time, i’m going to be a little bit nicer towards my self. My baby helped me reach that point in my life. I don’t want him to have a fat mom, but I don’t want him to have an anorectic unhealthy mom either.
These are my stats.
Height: 154 cm
CW: 59 kgs
LW: 49 kgs
HW: 72 kgs (80+ before my baby plopped)
GW: 45 kgs
I can do it, I will do it, and you’ll see.
