In one short month, Georgia and Olive will be two years old. That is pretty unbelievable. They are so funny, and sweet, and smart. It boggles my mind sometimes how much has changed in two years. And with all that they’ve accomplished in two years, here I am still carrying around the same baby weight that I cringed at in the mirror two years ago! I know, I know. I’m supposed to be proud of what my body has done and the beautiful story my stretch marks tell, and blah blah blah. I just want to stop feeling people look at my belly. I don’t want my brain to tell me the questions that people aren’t actually asking… “Are you pregnant again?” “How much weight have you even lost?” “Are you even trying?” It’s been a roller coaster ride trying to lose this weight. I gained 60 lbs during my pregnancy. I lost 30 in the first month post partum. The rest has been a struggle. Three times I have gotten within 5 lbs of my goal, and given up. BUT this time is different. I think I have
grace upon grace.