*Disclaimer: In this post I will be talking about my personal struggle and some may find it to be a little TMI for some people*
I don't know about you, but I didn't know that I was getting fat until one day I looked in the mirror and saw it...all 226 pounds of it. I had just lost my job and had been trying, without success, to eat better and give up my beloved Big Mac.
My husband and I had decided that we wanted to start trying for a family. We went in for a preconceptual consultation and asked my doctor what we should do and expect when I got off the pill. The advice was simple. Use a back up method for a month, take folic acid, and have fun. We talked about my irregular cycles before going on the pill and what that could entail. I was asked to call him if I had not had a cycle 90 days after I ended the pill and we would discuss our options.
Over 110 days went by and I had no cycle. I was getting nervous and finally decided to call the doctor. I wanted to start our family, like yesterday. He verified that I had not yet ovulated and that he wanted to try me on a low dose of clomid to see if we could induce ovulation. My husband and I decided to try it out and hope for the best. I had two follow-up appointments, both confirmed that the clomid did not work, and the doctor wanted to up my dose and try again.
My husband and I had prayed about it and discussed it in length prior to my last follow-up. We didn't feel that taking a pill to help me get pregnant was the right thing to do at the time. I was heavy and the risks associated with getting pregnant at such a heavy weight were not ideal.
When I went back to the doctor and he suggested a higher dose, I told him that I wanted to hold off and see if I could get my body to do what it was supposed to do on my own. I told him that I just joined a gym and wanted to get healthy now so that when I do get pregnant, I can continue to be healthy for myself and our baby. The doctor accepted what I said and reminded me that I need to make sure that I do go to the gym and really work hard.
I went to the gym right after that appointment. I was determined to try and get fit and healthy before accepting medical intervention again.
What I found was that the more times I went to the gym and watched what I ate, the less obsessed I got about getting pregnant. I still want to have a baby, but if it takes a little while and I get healthier in the mean time, then that's ok. I want to be a healthy person and make healthy decisions. I want to show my family that it's important to be active and eat right.
I started doing this for myself and my future family.
I have a doctor's appointment next week and can't wait to show him that I've lost almost 15 pounds so far! I still have a ways to go, but I know that I can do this.
What's your motivation?