Finally made the Century Club!

I can't believe it, I have finally lost 100 pounds! The "official" date was July 17th but I wanted to make sure the scale STAYED at 189! Now it's at 187 and I am tickled to death! I was starting to get very frustrated, just like everyone else at this point because I lost 8 pounds in May and then only 1 1/2 in June, but this last month has literally been one of the worst of my life! I found out that my children had been "abused" at their daycare. Not physically but my 3 year old son was put on the playground by himself in the middle of a hot Texas afternoon because the teacher wanted to "make him listen to her". My 5 year old daughter told me about it on the way home and then my 8 year old told me he was threatened with the same thing if he didn't sto wrestling with another little boy! Needless to say, my BF (their dad) and I pulled the kids out of there immediately and made other arrangements and filed a complaing with CPS. SO, my BF's mom said she wanted the kids to stay with her for 2 weeks in Chicago, so I took them up there (The first time the kids have been anywhere w/o me!) and came back to Texas, only to find that my BF said he is "not happy" and although he loves me, he needs to get his head on straight. He left that night (Friday). I was able to use the time to paint and redecorate my daughter's room and I painted my 8 year old's room but by Sunday, I realized I had not eaten since Friday. NOT a good thing. I was able to eat a little and then the BF came home Sunday afternoon for a short while, still depressed about financial issues that come along with having three small kids and a new house. And still nnot knowing where things stood with us, meaning I dind't know if he was planning on moving out or what and he did not want to talk, he went on to work. So Monday, I went to my doctor and got some "happy pills" to help me stop crying, then Monday night I call my babies to talk to them and my 5 year old gets on the phone and tells me Poppa Bill smacked her in the head! Long story short, this is my BF's stepfather and he used to hit my BF when he was growing up, but it was NOT going to happen to MY kids! I got his mom on the phone and she tried to play it off but I told her to keep my kids away from him and I would be there Thursday to get them. When my BF called Mon night, I didn't tellhm because I knew he would come UNGLUED and I didn;t want to get things started at 1130pm! My kids did NOT need that on top of everything else! Anyway, Tuesday I came to work and thought about it more and more and I called my kids and when my little girl asked me to come get her, it broke my heart so I told their Grandma to keep the kids away from him again and that I would be there Wed am. When I got home from work, I was surprised to see my BF home and that he had made dinner for me! I was stunned and thought that this was a great thing and maybe we could be getting back on track but then I also knew I had to tell him about the kids. SO I just blurted it out that Bill had hit Shea. I was right, he came unglued. He called his family until he got someone on the phone and went off. He made his sister go get the kids out of the house until I could get there and he threated to go up there himself. Then he went to work and I was left to pack and get to the airport! I got there Wed at lunch and within 30 minutes of getting to his mother's house, my mom called and told me that my best friend since I was 16 had hung himself the night before. I swear to you all this is true!! At this point I am still just numb. I got into it with one of my BF's sisters about the kids but I don't care. The kids and I came home Saturday morning and my BF was not home and did not call until SUndat night on his way to work. He promised our kids he would be home Monday, which he was and he has been home since, but pretty much just to sleep because he is working a lot of overtime and he works the graveyard shift. I still don't know where our relationship stands but I am taking it day by day. As you can see, I REALLY REALLY needed my weight to start moving down to give me SOMETHING to be positive about! And now I am in the Century Club so YAY ME!!! I'm sorry this is so long, but I have been holding this all in because I didn't want to bore anyone with my problems and it's just time for me to explode!!! Thanks to you ALL for "listening"!! Debbi 289/187/180 surgeons goal/160 my goal

First of all, Debbi, congrats on making it to the century club. Wow! what an accomplishment and before your year anniversary!!! That's great. Hope I'll be there soon too. Just 8.5 more pounds to go for me. So it will probably be after the one year mark. Oh, well. Second, what a time you've had. I'm glad you posted this. Sometimes we just need to get all the stuff that's going on in multiple shifts out so we can look at it and say, "Okay, it is what it is...now what am I going to do to help myself through it?" Sounds like you did just what you needed to...saw the doctor to help with the depression, got your kids out of a not so good situation...I know there is more going on, but applaud yourself for the first two things you did...uhm, 3...you did make it to the century club as well. As for you friend who died, I am sorry for your loss. Just remember the good times you had to keep his life positive in your heart and mind. And as far as your boyfriend goes...I think you are handling that well too. You seem to be giving him space and that is what he needs right now. Hope everything works out well and bravo to you for keeping your kids safe. I really comend your actions for them. They will grow up knowing how much there mother really loves them for this. Keep up the good work. You're doing great! Lori 293/198.5/135

Congratulatons to you!!!