My Thoughts :: On Weight Loss, Childhood Nicknames & Single Parenting
I said I never wanted to be the mama who hid behind her kid in pictures. It just kind of happens and sneaks up on you. You don’t even realize it until you look back and realize that you didn’t take any pics of yourself.
But like with anything in life – NEVER SAY NEVER! I said I never wanted to have weight loss surgery; look at me. I said I would never be a baby mama or a single mom; look at me. I said I would never regain weight; look at me. I said I would never take weight loss meds; look at me. So again, I say NEVER SAY NEVER!
It’s been a year since I started Mounjaro.
My first shot was on October 19, 2023. I weighed 327 on the doctor’s scale at my first appointment and at my last follow-up on October 1, 2023 – I weighed 251. On my scale at home, it’s teetering between 246 and 247. So I am down a total of about 76-81 pounds, depending on the day or scale. Amen! Shout for that!
I’m glad my insurance approved it and I’m able to get the meds to help with what affects so many – obesity. 
I’ve struggled all my life with my weight and I can only hope one day to not have to worry about it. I’ve said it before, but my dad nicknamed me “Chunky B” with variations to include Chunk, The Chunk Monster” – and it really affected me, negatively. I mean, here I am almost 35 years old still talking about a childhood nickname, like please be so for real. That’s why I am so protective over what nicknames I give, and let family give, my child. I don’t want her being almost 35 years old talking about something from her childhood.
I finally feel like I look myself again. I want to feel like myself again.
I love everything about being a mom. I am so thankful God allowed me to carry life into this world and to be a mom because is something not every woman who wants actually gets. But being a mom takes so much out of me. I put so much into it and some of it is guilt. Guilt for not having a more present father for my daughter. Guilt for not having the time I want to spend with my daughter. Guilt for not having more dispensable income to do all things I want with my daughter. So I overcompensate, but that leads to burn out.
Asking for help is necessary but also hard to do.
1) You don’t want to feel like a burden regarding problems you created.
2) Everyone has their own problems, kids and life.
3) It sucks to feel like a failure not being able to do it all.
But it’s so necessary. Moms, especially single moms need breaks from their kids. Yes, I’m going to take it there because if you’re married – at some point of the day, you can go and hide in the closet or leave the house and you not be arrested for child endangerment or neglect. Your husband or partner can be a distraction for the kids. He can take the kids out for ice cream while you stay home to soak in the tub. I don’t have that luxury. Yes, this is my fault. But I don’t have that luxury. I can’t send my husband to the store for milk if it’s 9pm, we’re out and the kid is begging for milk. We have to load up the car and head to Walmart, buckle in and out of the car seat, walk allllll the way to the back of the store because that’s where the dairy is, check out, buckle in and out of the car seat and drive home. It’s just a lot. So while all moms need a break, I’m going to take it a step further and say single moms need it more.
This went all the way left, because it started off as a post about a weight loss transformation and ended up being a post about being a mom. But that’s what being a mom does. It engulfs you. It takes over everything in your life. Every thought is about your kid. You may have heard a mom say “I don’t remember life before my kid(s).” And it’s so true. I really don’t. But I am glad. I love being a mom. I just wish I had more resources so I could feel like a “better mom.”
