Will it tip??

Well, tomorrow is my first official weigh in since beginning the "New Me" cycle.....will the scale tip?? Who knows....but I do know that I really do not care if it tips....why? because I know I have been doing whats right this week and eating in my range and eating more healthier....as long as that continues that's all I'm anxious for.

But I want to review with you some thoughts I had this week, because I did have up and down moments. First this week, I wanted to place blame. Place blame on someone or something for making me the way I am. So who you ask caught that blame.....well, no one. Not even me. After going through my emotions of well, my Grandma always said I needed to loose weight, but in the same breath always asked if I wanted more to eat, I could have blamed her....then there was well, my Dad has type II diabetes and has been obese like me most of his life so it must be genes......then of course there was well, I've been pregnant four times in less than 8 years and have had 3 c-sections so it took longer to get back on course......then of course there was it's just my fault, my fault of not wanting to do anything, my fault of being lazy and not going after my dreams of being a business owner, a stay at home mom, and being able to be there for my family.

However, you know what....I quickly came to realize that really why blame? Why keep thinking of an issue to make me even more unhappier about this? So, I don't blame Grandma, I don't blame genes and I definitely don't blame my children because they are my miracles that my husband and I made together and are raising to become 3 absolutely lovely young ladies! So, what did I do....I wrote about it. I began keeping a journal of all my thoughts through out the day. I "empty" my mind of the negative and move on because I see it as once its "empty" its gone, its in the trash and forgotten about and on the way to the "dump" where it will never be seen as the same again.

So really, "There is no blame and there is no shame!" was my motto this week. Because I know that my Grandma loves me no matter what, my genes will always be there, and my children they don't care what I look like, they just care that I get to be home with them when they are sick or when they need me to go to school for functions. They and my family love me unconditionally no matter what I look like, what I eat, or what decisions I make.

As long as I can say at the end of Sunday nights and before tomorrow mornings weigh ins that I am proud of myself and my kids are proud of me for trying and eating healthier, that's really all that matters. So, will the scale tip tomorrow? Yep, I am sure of it, because I know I did what was right, I know I followed and ate what was right. And, I'm pretty sure, that if you know it was done right, then you know what the result will be!