Belly button is sad

I look forward to the day when my belly button no longer looks like a sad face. It was a frown face before so I'll take that as a small victory.

Honestly, I have come a long way. 200 lbs is a lot of weight to bear on someone that's fun-size.

I make jokes about my fat. I'm not sure why. I don't think it's the level of insecurity that does it. I just poke fun at myself. I feel like humor has always been one of my saving graces in life. I like to laugh. I like to make other people laugh. What's the point of starting this journey if I have to be so dark and dread? This fat girl likes to laugh and make fun of herself.

I didn't realize how much weight I have lost until I looked at a side by side. Yowza!




After (black hole belly button)         Before (frowny belly button)

Seriously. I hate that stupid belly button! I ADORE that little munchkin that's by my side. He's always by my side. I'm enjoying these moments as long as I can. Eventually he'll be shutting me out and I'll be the embarrassing mom that can't keep up with the lingo. GOD! I SAID LINGO! That's some *vieja shit right there!

But in all serious-ness. I look at this photo and even though you, my 3 readers, may not see a change, I can.

I don't just see a change in myself physically but emotionally, spiritually. I am just much happier now that I'm doing something about my lethargic slothy behavior. That's what really matters.

#Winning!

*vieja means old lady