it is just still totally unbelievable to me. And so exciting.
My brother and sister in law had baby Lucy on January 5th. My goal was to loose 70 by the time she got here. I am happy to say, I reached that goal :) I was at the hospital when my aunt and uncle came to visit. They hadn't seen me since probably last summer. And my aunt said, "Tara! wow you look great!" I was confused at first--then remembered. I have lost the equivalent of a middle school aged child! I am so thrilled with my success.
I have started to loose some of my hair. Not fun. But I know it will grow back. Just takes less time in the morning to dry it. I think my hair stylist is pretty happy about it. It is less to color and cut.
I can wear Old Navy tops now. I used to have to wear the plus sizes but I am down to an XXL and almost an XL. I can wear things that are fashionable. My shoes are getting too big too. Who doesn't want to shoe shop!?
This has been a head trip since the beginning. Before surgery I would think about how I would feel when I got to certain sizes or weights. And I was never close to how emotional I would get. It is the little things.
Not having to lift your leg in the car so you can buckle your seat belt. Have to scoot your seat closer to the steering wheel because your bum isn't as big anymore, so you are too far away from the pedals. Not being out of breath when you climb the stairs in your home. Fitting into the chairs at work in the conference rooms. Your glasses getting too big. (yup!! they got too big. Had to have them adjusted). So many little things. And of course I celebrate the big things too.
To put it in a heartbeat--I'm happy. Happy with my decision and happy with where I am headed. This is a crazy journey & and I can't wait to see what happens next!!
