"One more thing..." is my scrapbook. It is pictures of the faces I love and the memories I want to keep forever. It is my outlet. It is for posterity. It is "mom stuff". It is who I am, but only partly...
I have a new blog for the other stuff that I sometimes crowded onto this blog. My other blog is just going to be my journal about a journey I am going on. A journey I have needed to take for a long time but didn't have the guts to really commit to before. My "I am starting on Monday" is done. I am starting right now. I have said it before, but I have no choice. Time is slipping through my fingers and I am done with the excuses. I am done watching life pass me by and wondering what it could be like if I wasn't fat. I am ready to see how good life can be-even if it isn't exactly how I thought it would be. I wanted to lose weight so we could have more children. Is there a better reason than that? No, and it still wasn't enough. I didn't lose it because I was afraid of how I was going to feel about myself if I was skinny again and still couldn't get pregnant. What then? What I did was not even give myself the chance to cross that bridge if we came to it. I have made every excuse in the book before. I don't have any left. I am done being selfish. My family is missing out on life because of who I have become. I am done hating the person I see on the outside. I am ready to let the me I know is on the inside, buried down deep, out. I am skinny on the inside...
