So I wasn't going to post this. However, I read a friends Facebook post this morning and I feel led to share my story. I hope it encourages someone.
Pregnancy was not easy for me, but living in my body after delivery was a nightmare. I struggled with my weight, postpartum depression, and grief (mourning my sister) for many many months. I posted very few pictures to social media and only socialized with family. I knew I didn't look the same and I grew weary from the looks of pity I would receive from others. Hearing negative comments about my weight only fueled depression and anxiety. So I found safety in my home with my husband and kiddos. They loved me no matter my size.
However, I was empty inside. My unhappiness caused great stress to my marriage and distracted me from the joy of motherhood. I prayed and prayed, but I never found the strength to MOVE. Then one day I heard the voice of the Lord say "get up". I opened my Bible and read the following: “How long will you mourn …Fill your horn with oil and be on your way; I am sending you…” 1 Samuel 16:1 (NIV)
I went to see a counselor for my depression and anxiety. Repaired my marriage and took on my health issues. In a span of 9 years I underwent 10-12 surgical procedures. I knew this was NOT the life God intended for me to live. I refused to undergo another surgery and watch our finances dwindle due to my medical bills.
So I embarked on a healthy lifestyle. I changed my eating habits, learned I how to manage my underlying medical issue, autoimmune disorder, and Started to MOVE!
Today I still battle with my AI disorder, but I manage it well. I am focused on being the best me I can be. I refuse to allow anyone or anything to take my JOY! My journey began with one step of faith, yours can too.