Guys, I did it. I’m at my goal weight.

I hope I don’t get taken down because of the pictures.

I did it. I’m at my goal weight. You might notice that I’m still a little chubby and you are right. I’m 5 foot 5 inches and, as of this morning, 162.6 lbs. I’m pretty sure I fall into the “overweight” BMI category. So, why is this my “goal weight”? Because this makes me happy.

When I first started my postpartum weight loss journey, I wanted to lose as much as possible, as fast as possible. I figured other people can do it, so I could too. I was wrong. I became stressed over dieting and exercising. I became obsessed over the amount of calories that I was in taking. I was miserable. I set unrealistic standards for myself. So, I stopped. I’m approaching things differently. I am not cutting out 95% of things normal people eat. I ate what I want, when I want, but in smaller portions. I’ve decided that instead of dieting, I would eat smarter.

Some people may think that I’ve given up or I’m making excuses. Well, think what you want. I don’t have the time, effort, or a strong enough mental state and self control to put myself through a weight loss journey. I respect those of you that made a plan and stuck to it. Weight loss takes self discipline, and right now I don’t have it.

So, this is the end of my short-lived weightloss journey. Yes, I gained weight, but the weight came with confidence.