When you are preparing for your first child, people tell you horror stories about childbirth.
They tell you about the lack of sleep.
They warn you about the amount of patience you will need to possess.
They tell you how your sex life will go down the tubes.
But no one ever tells you that you will throw thousands of pounds of food directly into the garbage.
The amount of food that gets wasted once you have children could sustain a small country.
I really started to notice this around the time that Number 4 turned one-year-old.
And throwing all that uneaten food away was killing me.
So I started eating it.
Because I didn’t want to waste it.
Finishing one kid’s food may not be a big deal.
Finishing 2 kids’ food isn’t awesome, but it’s okay.
But when you have 7 kids who still have significant amounts of food on their plates, well…
Then you end up at 170 pounds.
Which is where I am now.
11 pounds heavier than I was when I started this blog.
So, for 9 days, I have been completely regimented.
I have worked out 7 of those 9 days.
And on 4 of those 7 days, I’ve done doubles — 45 minutes in the morning, and then an hour at night.
I have not put the crust of a grilled cheese, or a goldfish, or a half-eaten piece of pizza in my mouth.
I have caught myself in mid-shove a couple of times, but nothing has made it into my mouth.
I have been drinking an assload of water.
No diet soda.
Which is another challenge.
I’m proud to say,
haven’t lost a fucking pound.
This weight loss thing sucks.
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