I'm nervous about sharing the story behind why I am here. I am not looking for sympathy or fishing for anything, I am just telling my story. On August 12,2012, I had an emergency c-section. I almost died due to a ruptured uterus, and losing a lot of blood. My newborn son did die. I sat with him for 4 days in the hospital…
I weigh and measure myself every Friday. I have A LOT of weight to lose and its coming off steadily. I workout 5-6 days a week, but only for about 30 minutes. I usually lose about 4 pounds a week (my diary is open so you can see I'm not starving myself to lose weight, I'm just fat :) ), and several inches, when I weighed…