This Stall Will Not Win!

So... I had my 3 mo follow up appointment with my surgeon.  I went in there, knowing I've been in a stall for almost 3 weeks now and feeling pretty bummed.  They weighed me and I was down 2 lbs (which  makes it a 3 lb loss in the last 3 weeks - - no celebration needed.  Ugh!)  Overall, I'm at a loss of 61.5 lbs.  In 3 months - that sounds pretty good to most people, but I just don't think it's enough.  Then the dr puts it into perspective for me - and asks, "Do you notice your clothes fit differently during your stalls?"  I answer him, yes.  

I bought a pair of jeans in a size I haven't fit in in years, telling my oldest son, Ethan, "I'll buy it a little bit too small for now... knowing I'll lose more weight and eventually fit into them."  He said, 'Sounds like a plan."  So I purchased them.  Got home, and just for kicks put them on - they were a bit loose.  Since they are super cute jeans - I decided to keep them. 

My dr said I'm doing good and that he plans on me losing an avg of 2lbs a week for the next 3 mo.  I hate to say it - but I didn't like that comment - I want to lose more.  I want to like my body and how I look and I feel like the only way to feel that way is to lose more weight.  

..... But then I remember things that have made me feel better.  My oldest son, Ethan, convinced me to sit on the swings in our backyard.  The same swings I haven't been able to fit in since we moved here.  I did NOT want to be embarrassed again, after trying & realizing I'm too big for the swings... but he was persistent.  So I sat down and I fit.... on the swings... and could swing!  I comfortably fit on our swings - and I was ecstatic.  So I was swinging in our backyard for a few hours with my boys.

..... Then I remember looking in the mirror this morning before I got into the shower.  My sides are closer together, my stomach is smaller, my arms are flabbier (not necessarily a good thing, but it shows I'm losing weight there, too.)  Overall... I'm shrinking.  I need to realize that even though it's going slowly... it's still going.  The eating, the sacrificing, the walking... the extra HOUR at the grocery store because I have to read all the labels... it's all paying off.  Even though I don't always SEE the difference or FEEL the difference... I know I'm changing.  Slowly and surely, it's working.  

So... this stall will not get the better of me... I will continue with the good habits and follow my dr's orders.  He's happy with where I'm at - I should be too.  

Much Love!