I never realized, when I began this weight-loss journey, how proud my kids would be of me. I also never realized what a big deal that would be to me. I guess it's their ages -- 14, 10, and 8 -- and, maybe, the fact that we watch The Biggest Loser each week, but they have been so supportive and so proud of my success.
Brianna has told me countless times over the last few weeks that she's never had a thin mom before. (She hasn't. I was at a great weight just before I got pregnant with her. I gained during my pregnancy and never lost it, but just kept gaining more.) She's quick to point out that I'm getting a waist, that my legs and arms are smaller, that my face is thinner. I love that kid. (I loved her anyway.)
Josh and Megan are just as supportive and complimentary, though not always as vocal about it.
Yesterday, we were at Target and Brianna and I stopped to look at clothes. It was so much fun! Shopping for clothes -- or even just browsing, as we were doing -- is so much more fun when you're thinner. I can't wait to see what it's like when I'm at my goal weight. I've always imagined what it would be like to shop with my teenager. Now, I'm starting to see that come to fruition...and it's every bit as enjoyable as I'd imagined.
Brianna's already telling me that when I get to my goal weight I can raid her closet -- because she has cute clothes, she says. ;-)
These are feelings and compliments that I could never have imagined. They're great feelings. And, I'm putting them down here today because I never want to forget. If I ever get discouraged and think of quitting, I want to be able to read things like this and remind myself how good this moment in time feels -- how special it is to have the people that look up to you be so proud of you.