Continuing the saga

So, when we last chatted I was 18 and had just had my husband walk out on me and weighed about 188 lbs. I moved back home and managed to drop 10 pounds pretty quick. But there I stayed for years. I had finally decided I wanted to join the military when I was 20. The only way to do that was to lose weight...about 40 lbs. So I started getting up in the freezing cold (my version of freezing was 20 some-odd degrees), and going for 3 mile walks in the mornings. I had lost about ten pounds when I met my second husband and decided to get married. He was already in the military so I didnt need to join. I lost a couple more pounds but got pregnant again when I weighed about 160. I was pretty careful during the pregnancy. I read the books on how to eat nutritionally sound and how to pack all the nutrients I could into the fewest calories. So basically I ate some pretty nasty tasting food. But I only gained 19.5 lbs. I delivered my daughter and lost all the weight I'd gained within a couple of weeks. YAY! Except over the course of the next year I gained it all back, plus an extra 10. I didn't notice somehow that I had gained weight. I thought I looked pretty good. I took my daughter to a friends daughters bday one day and got an evil wake up call. She had the full spread. Chips and dips, little smokies in bbq sauce, crackers, meat and cheese...all those lovely finger foods. I ate my way happily around the table and then excused myself to use the bathroom. Well, I didnt have a scale at home. But she did. I thought "hmm...I should weigh myself." and I hopped up on that scale. And jumped back off like it had bit me. Then I stepped cautiously back on it and the numbers confirmed themselves. 191 lbs. Wow! I was in shock. I came back out of the bathroom and did not eat or drink another thing while I was there. No cake, no ice cream. I went home that night and cried. Then I decided I was going to lose the weight and that was that! On monday I went up to the clinic and officially weighed myself (after I weighed my clothes and shoes at home and of course pee'd to make sure I was as light as possible. I weighed in at 189 that day. That was the first day of the rest of this journey.