PriorFatGirl is a community of writers who share their healthiness journey with you, our friends. Currently, posts on the main page are written by Liz who is fighting through her healthiness journey (and winning!) You can read other priorfatgirl journeys by clicking on the “Other priorfatgirl’s” drop down from the top menu.

Through the ups and downs of life, the scale, and emotions, we share our stories as a form of therapy for us, and as a way to help remove stigmas associated with trying to live up to social expectations of being perfect. We will not ever promise to be perfect, but we will promise to share candidly our journeys of learning how to be healthy in an unhealthy world, sugar coating not included.


What a difference a year makes

One year ago I went on bed-rest at the end of my pregnancy with E2.  It was the beginning of a long six weeks of bed-rest, but the start of something amazing too.

Not only did I make it to full term (39 weeks) and give birth to a healthy E2 (who still needed a week in special care – sometimes you just can’t win), but I experienced tons of support from family and friends. not to mention Mr. Goat, my rockstar.  In addition, I got to spend an amazing leave with my beautiful girl.

I got on the wagon and have dropped over 115 lbs since she was born.  I have seen E1 off to Kindergarten, turned 35, done the Susan G. Komen 3 day – walking nearly 60 miles in 3 day.

On Saturday I have my first 10K and I even went for a lunch hour walk with a volunteer friend of mine – 3 miles over lunch on a Tuesday?

Yes, this is me.

I am awesome.

It has been an amazing year.



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Self-care and Sick days

I am home with a sniffly E2 today.  While it is no fun that she is sick I am glad that I have a bit of flexibility to stay home.  Honestly, as much as I hate to see her sick it is always sort of a treat to stay home with her and snuggle.  Right now she is napping on my chest and I just watched an episode of Dr. Who.  Somehow caring for her becomes some self-care for me too.

It was a curious thing.  I posted on Facebook last week that I struggle with taking care of myself because I always feel pulled to say yes to helping others.  One of my college friends, from my freshman corridor, commented that she remembered having a similar conversation with me back in our freshman year.  Though I don’t recall the conversation apparently I was already expressing the challenge that I would have in choosing myself over others (like putting on your own O2 mask before helping others).

This sounds a lot like me and I have no doubt that this conversation took place as she remembers.

I  have made some progress in this area I think.  I now know that I do need to take care of myself, at least as often, if not more so, than the people I love.  I know that I am a better mom, wife. employee and friend when I am healthy and happy.  When I am healthier I am better able to help others.

Yesterday I found time to workout out between work and family time.  Mr. Goat got a 9 mile run in and I got 4.3 miles in myself.  The children were cared for, the house was cleaner at bedtime than it was in the morning (marginally) and I have a good day of Sunday School/work.  There is healthy food in the fridge and I made a healthy dinner that we all ate together as a family.

Some days it seems easy, days when the priorities are obvious or there is time for enough.  Even today, the priority is rest and care of the baby.  I see the danger coming however.  In pausing today and being away from work, I know that the rest of the week will be a challenge to get enough done.  I will have to be even more cautious not to give too much and to keep self-care in the mix in the face of deadlines.

I am curious, especially for the parents out there,  how do you find and set aside time for self-care?  What does self-care look like for you?

For now though, I am going to try to get some work done while she continues to nap.


Sometimes making it work is staying home with a sick kid.

Sometimes making it work is leftovers even when it isn’t the *best* points option for the day.

Sometimes making it work is walking in the dark (alone) at 9pm to get some moving in.  (Creepy).

Sometimes making it work is heading to the chiropractor to see why your shoulder is STILL upset.

Sometimes making it work is not eating a bite of your son’s donut.

Sometimes making it work is being annoyed without turning to food.

Sometimes making it work is just taking the next moment for what it is and not looking too far ahead.

Here is to making it through a day without looking too far ahead.

Now let’s all gear up to do it again tomorrow.