I’ve written about my jelly belly several times since the girls have been born. I wish I was one of those women who was like; “Oh! All I did to lose the baby weight and fit into my size zero jeans was breastfeeding. Breastfeeding is the best diet ever!” However, simply put, I am not.

I have never been a size zero, and will never be. That’s okay, but what’s not okay is just feeling shitty about the way I look. Staring longingly at my closet and trying to find something that won’t show the back flabs my bra gives me.

After Buds, I was the heaviest I have ever been so I did Weight Watchers and lost almost 60 pounds and felt awesome – then went and got myself knocked up with twins and so long fabulous new body. With the girls in the NICU, I ate my feelings and couldn’t curb the habit once they were home. I tried Weight Watchers then but couldn’t find the time to track and it just fell apart.

But, now we’re on a schedule and I have the time and the desire. I have 20 pounds to go before I’m back to my pre – girls bod, but it’s less about the number and more about the feeling. The hell yah these pants look good feeling!

Maybe if I write about my battle, I’ll feel motivated to keep it up? Here’s to round three and saying so long to this jelly belly!

The start of the journey. Down two pounds already! January 18, 2015