WW4

The first time I went to Weight Watchers was when my first child was about 4. I lost weight, felt great, and stopped going. The second time I went back was when my second child was maybe 7. I lost weight, felt great, and stopped going. Third time was right after Quinn was born; Laura and I went together and often sat way in the back so we could hold Quinn and not bother other people. I lost weight, felt great, and stopped going.

I am sure you see the pattern. The reasons for stopping were many, but often it was just a case of other people being more important than me. Each time Joe is ill, I eat all the wrong things and I don't take care of myself. My skinny sisters-in-law worry about whether I am eating, whenever Joe is in the hospital. God bless them -- I am eating enough for me and all three of them.

So this is the fourth time I have gone to Weight Watchers, and I am hoping it's the last. I will lose weight, feel great, and not stop going!