saswank80

I am 32 years old, married and a mom to two awesome kids. What got me wanting to lose weight was my son. He had just started Kindergarten and one of the first things he learned was how to eat healthy and what would happen if he didn't. He came home that day and told me I was not healthy and I was fat. I was a bit heartbroken, because I knew it was true. So, instead of getting mad, I talked to him about it and he told me that he wanted me to be healthy and not fat because he loved me. I promised him that by his next birthday (about 11 months from the conversation) I would be healthier and skinnier. Well, it took me a few months to get my butt into gear but I eventually started to lose weight and get healthier.

I was able to keep my promise and I lost a little over 70 pounds by his birthday. It is an amazing thing to say but, I will be forever grateful that my son called me fat. I never want him to say that to me again and I am changing my life because of it.

Since his birthday I have lost an additional 25 pounds with about 20 pounds still left meet my goal.

UPDATE: 1 year later, I have been able to maintain my weight loss and have only been fluctuating about 5 pounds. I do not know if I will ever meet my goal. The back problems that I hoped would go away with the weigh have stayed the same and it is hard for me to get any exercise done. My doctor and I am happy with what I weigh now and if I never meet my goal I am fine with that as long as I don't start gaining it all back. I am happy, healthy and I have an awesome family – I really can’t ask for more.