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Motivation: The week I told the Internet my weight

You know how I was nervous last week? I was all I'm probably going to fail now that I told everyone that I'm trying to lose weight.

Well, the first week of my public journey turned out pretty well. A little too well.

Last week: 238.8

This week: 234.6

Change: -4.2

When I saw the scale this morning, I hopped off, reset it and tried again just to be sure it wasn't a fluke. Then I waited a few hours and tried again, just to really make sure.

And it was still there. Whoa.

In reality, healthy, sustainable weight loss should only be 1-2 pounds a week. So 4 pounds definitely makes me both excited and nervous. Please know this is not a typical week for me, and it's not recommended.

I can probably attribute this week's weigh-in to two things:

1. Last week I only lost 0.6 pounds, even though I thought I had a good week. I know any loss is great, but I think I may have just had an "off" day when I weighed in, and actually had a better week last week than the scale sh…

Coming out of the weight loss closet

I'm not the type to keep quiet. What? You're not suprised? 

Ok, so I'm loud. I'm obnoxious. I tell it like it is, and I wear my heart on my sleeve. 
But lately, I feel like I've been hiding. And it's time to come clean. I've been on and off Weight Watchers for nearly a year now. Mostly off. 
But in April, something changed. Something clicked. Kenlee was getting off baby food and into "real" food, and I realized I didn't want her to eat most of the food in our fridge. And neither did my husband. We made a promise to each other to make a change. Not just to reach a goal or to beat a deadline. We wanted to change our lifestyle, not just our diet. 
So Kyle joined Weight Watchers with me, and things took off. We've had our bumps and struggles, but each day we live healthy is another day lived well. And maybe another day added to our lives. 
But I've never really "come out" with our lifestyle change. Our families know, and some clo…

Breastfeeding:Telling my story in support

It's been more than 14 months since I started the most amazing journey of my life: Breastfeeding.

The journey has been frustrating, time-consuming, stressful and — sometimes — downright annoying.

But it's also been relaxing, comforting, rewarding and — overall — amazing.

I share this with you not to brag or push my choice on others to to make non-nursing mothers feel inferior. That is NEVER something I would do. Honestly, I share this to show other mothers that they are not alone, or weird, or some kind of freak. In honor of World Breastfeeding Week, I simply want to offer my support and my story.

Often times, society writes off breastfeeding as abnormal, weird or sexual. Breastfeeding mothers get told to give up, cover up or shut up far too often.

Well, I'm here to tell you that I didn't give up, I only cover up if I want to, and I'm obviously not shutting up about anything. (Good luck with that last one especially.)

So no, I'm not writing to push a decision…