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Kim's Story: In 1989 I gave birth to my second son, a miracle child we named Joshua. I was able to put on my pre-pregnancy jeans as I left the hospital! Not such a great thing, however, when you realize my jeans were a size 22. I merely lost the pooch that was my son after two days in the hospital. My weight was at an all-time high, 230 lbs. and climbing. My husband and I were recovering from a flood which devastated our town, so the addition of our son and the stress of remodeling our home gave me no time to think about my personal problems. When Josh turned one, I remember looking in the mirror as I got ready for his party. At that moment, I didn't recognize myself. Who was this person staring back at me? "Mommy!", I heard from my then three-year-old son Alex, and watched this person in the mirror answer him. It just couldn't be true. Where did I go? Time didn't allow me to question this for long as I turned my attention to my children and the night which lay ahead. The next morning, I got up, took care of the kids, and followed my regular routine. I fixed lunch, put them both down for a nap, and proceeded to clean up the kitchen. I watched in horror as I began to eat their leftovers - after I finished my lunch. I ran to my closet and pulled out my clothes. All size 22 and up! I had become a miserable blob, gobbling up leftover food rather than to "waste it", and shrouding myself in clothing to hide my expanding waistline. That was the moment of change. I fell to my knees, crying out to God for the thing I had become, desperately wanting to change. I began to realize what had happened: life got in the way. Through raising children, keeping house, and living the day-to-days, I had forgotten myself. I put on make-up and fixed my hair, thinking I was keeping myself up, not realizing how much I had let myself go. At that moment, I formed a plan. I made a conscious effort to eat vegetables and protein (even before the days of the low-carb craze), chose an exercise plan I could live with (with two small kids, this was no small feat), and prayed for strength to follow through. Four years later, I reached a weight of 138 lbs., almost 100 lbs. lost! How wonderful I felt - sort of. I made one critical mistake. The stress of losing weight had taken a tremendous toll on my health. I began to have rectal bleeding, almost constant diarrhea, and was so depressed, the weight loss was almost no blessing. Why? Because in the process of dropping the pounds, I had neglected nutrition. My water intake was good, but drinking tap water had introduced chemicals into my system that were wreaking havoc. In avoiding fat and carbs all together, I had conditioned my system in such a way that nothing was working right. When I was young, my parents introduced me to vitamins and nutrition (click here to see to which product I was introduced). But in my growing up years, I had forgotten. I let my zest for losing weight cloud my thinking and though I successfully lost the weight, I put my health in serious jeopardy.
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