Today my sister brought me a pair of jeans that were too big for her. She is a tiny thing even when "shes not". They were a size 11/12. I told her they would probably fit me in a few weeks or so since I am constantly loosing more and more weight. Well I tried them on and to my absolute amazement they fit! I cant remember when I was able to wear a size 12! Surely at some point in the past 4 years I did, but it hasnt been since Lady L made her appearance at the least. From there my mother took me shopping. Size 12 in dress and pants. It made me feel absolutely amazing.
The last time I stepped into a dressing room I was ready to cry. Nothing fit me. It was all too small, too tight. I had to keep going up in pants sizes until finally I had no choice but to go into the plus size section. This was in March/April. I found a pair of 18s that fit in the waist but were loose every where else. I also got a pair of 16W. They weren't too terribly loose in the legs which is why I liked them. Slowly I was able to fit back into a pair of my old jeans so long as I had the button undone. A few months later I was able to button them which lead to my other pants slowly becoming looser in the waist. My mother gave me a pair of size 14 jeans and as of late they have been falling off. To put on size 12 and have them fit me without a struggle is such a wonderful confidence booster, I braved the dresses. I found two I absolutely love and can not wait to wear. I have NEVER had the confidence to wear a dress. This does not mean that I have not owned them, I just never had the confidence to wear them. I tried on all my new clothes (2 dresses, a pair of jeans, 2 long sleeved shirts, a blouse, and a sweater) for my husband and the Ladies to see. The Ladies, being sweet little things, were wowed by my clothes, exclaiming "Mommy you look beautiful!" or my favorite from Lady L "You look fabulous." I felt it too.
For months I have looked at my grungy clothing in the mirror and thought "what happened?" I own two or three nice shirts, zero pants that fit correctly, and found that the only long sleeve shirts that I have are my maternity shirts. Despite knowing that I had lost weight I wasnt feeling too good about myself simply because I was still battling the "nothing fits!" stage. When my mother told me she wanted to take me shopping I was dreading it. I was happy at the thought of getting out the house and of having some time with her just the two of us, but I wasnt looking forward to the trying on of clothes I was in love with only to find they didnt fit me. And to make matters worse Madam Flo made her appearance out of no where earlier this week. Its never a good idea to go shopping while your vagina is falling out, or more accurately, your body is reminding you there is no baby in it and your last baby is now one and it is demanding you put a baby in it by bleeding profusely for 5 days (or in my case 3 because my Diva cup seems to shorten it which is awesome, yet another reason to go Diva). I however sucked it up and agreed to it without ever letting her think I was worried or that I might bawl my eyes out. Putting on a pair of size 12 jeans, the size my very tiny sister was wearing before she lost her baby weight, had me on cloud nine. Being about to cruise past the larger sizes, and not even think to grab a size XL for shirts was amazing. In fact I only got two items that were an XL, my sweater (because I like my sweaters a little looser) and my blouse (because Ive got big boobs for now, sadly they will deflate when Sir E no longer wants momma milk). That is amazing for me. I happen to be a large in shirts solely because I am big breasted, even at my thinnest, my breast were busting in a medium. I think once Sir E is done nursing and I can really hit it hard at working out I will probably go down a cup size or two, which I wouldnt mind, but pretty sure the girls are gonna be a whole lot of saggy empty sacks...point is I might be able to wear a medium then.
I have to say I could have never made it to this point if it weren't for my Whole30/Paleo lifestyle. As of late I have been incredibly relaxed with my eating and Ive been paying for it. I've bloated, I've had migraines, and my mood has not been pleasant at all times, but I'm trying to get back to where I should be. Life gets busy and some times its just easier to take a little break. The fact that I havent been eating healthy and was still able to fit into size 12s is awesome. I cant wait until I am complaining that they are falling off!
For anyone struggling with their weight or any health issues I am telling It Starts With Food. Live by that saying and that book. The changes are so amazing I cant even begin to tell you. When I eat right, everything changes. I drop weight like I drop glass objects (which is a lot and with ease), my thyroid immediately evens out and starts to lower on its own until I am taking too much of my medication. I can sleep without waking constantly through the night, I wake up early on my own and want to get up! Even the tumors on my nerve in my back seem to ease up in pain. Its a wonderful thing. Try it, you just might be amazed!
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