World's Best Mommy

Bob and the boys got me a shirt for Mother's Day, not last year, but the year before. It's pink and says "World's Best Mommy" with a big fat heart.  And I loved it.  But it didn't fit.  Not even close.  I have held on to this shirt determined to wear it. (For a pajama shirt).  Last year I pulled it out and tried it on.  Sort of.  But still too tight and felt really insecure, even to just sleep in it.

I pulled it out a week ago.  Not only does it fit, but it's a little loose!! I have been reminded lately of how long I have been working on this.  Roughly two years now.  It's been a slow hard process for me full of ups and downs.  I don't seem to lose weight quickly.  I don't understand how some people can.  It's not that I am not happy for other people.  I love seeing other people get healthy.  The negative thinking in my own head creeps back though.  "What is it about me that I can't seem to lose it that quickly?"  But I can't focus on anyone else.  It doesn't matter that someone else can lose the same amount in 6 months that I have in 2 years.  It only matters that I have made the changes I needed to make.  And I have.

And tonight my mommy t-shirt is proof of that!