So I finally get to make a brief post! Hello Fam. I'm almost 2 years post op on 11/17/2010. So much has happened as you can see. I started this journey at 366 lbs. I lost some weight. Got down to 217....then got pregnant. My highest weight pregnant was 235. So i guess i gained around 18 lbs. I had my precious angel on 7/23/2010! The first week I came home from the hospital i was 205lbs! Which i think is crazy. I bounced  back, and continued to breastfeed. This am I was 209. I am still hoping to lose another 30lbs to maybe get to 180 lbs, but lets keep it real....keep it real gangsta for a moment: MY DAMN HEAD IS BIG.. and my once fat face has a few wrinkles. I personally liked my face at 250lbs... that was perfect. But you cant control where you lose the weight. So i dont know if i will lost the extra 30, but at least another 10 would be great. I wear a 14 or 16 in old navy depends on the cut. about a Medium to Large or even XL on some days shirt (my pamela anderson breastfeeding boobs are crazy at times). Im pretty much happy with my size right now. If i dont lose another pound, I will continue to rejoice. But i never want to be beyond my personal maximum of 217. Thats it for me! AS you can see im a mommy and thats my focus. I still hate buffets b/c i always end up throwing up my food. A glass of wine keeps me good at night. Gotta be moderate. I finally go back to work friday so it will be interesting to see how working, mommyhood, and maintaining a healthy weight play out. My personal life could be better and it appears that the weightloss thing does involve many changes in your life and the people around you. I really dont know why-maybe i found something within myself hiding in the weight; maybe they cant handle the transformation. Whatever the case, i keep my head up-thank GOD, and let my haters be my motivators! I live for my child now. I want to be around for her grandchildren if i can help it and with God's help. Well I'm tired its 1239am. I miss you guys and hope to make and have more time for you. Keep strong on your journey's its never ending....

iM SLEEPY SO IM GOING TO MAKE THIS QUICK (HE-HE). Hi Yall!!! I made it!! I'm still alive, still well, still blessed, still fine as hell....oh, and still pregnant,lmao! This has been a long 36 weeks 5 days (minus the 8 weeks i didnt know i was pregnant)...today I am 227 lbs. When I conceived i was 217. My highest weight this pregnancy was 235, but as the saying goes..."A good surgeon is a Great Surgeon." I basically had to strap a pan of lasagna and big macs to a candy necklace 24 hours a day just to maintain this weight. Other than that, MY baby Girl is fine and doing great. My labs are great. I try not to eat right b/c eating right was making me lose weight...so you can catch me at burger king, mcdonalds, wendy's, or somewhere hidden in the corner down the snack aisle at Walmart. NO seriously!!! I mean its not that bad, but I only watch what i eat when it comes to restriction and dumping at this time. This last trimester, I have been back on extreme restriction feeling. I eat a few bites, I throw it up. This kid is kicking me in my pouch, my ribs, and my lungs. Can't eat much, but i do eat often. I'd be lying if I told you I didnt miss my nightly glass of white zinfandel though....I cant wait!!! Well, I would like to say that i have had THE PERFECT PREGNANCY if that exists and I firmly believe its all due to my wls. Without it, I probably wouldve never gotten pregnant. Probably would have diabetes or gestational diabetes. NOne of that. Nothing. GOD IS GOOD!!! And couple the surgery with the fact that I was working out 4 days a week, running, etc. up until the 23rd hour when I found out i was pregnant, I'm GOOD. Recently I have been getting out of breath just standing still, but I'm pretty sure that's my child's foot in my left lung. Well...dont mean to talk your ear off. Email me if you have any questions @ ndspelman1@aim.com. sometimes I forget about my OH page..but I have never forgotten my friends, buddies, struggle, bond, and journey that we are all on. I still credit this as #2 in my life to my Pregnancy! HOpe to hear from you guys soon!....Oh, and I'll be in Miami 8/27/2010 for a follow up appointment with my surgeon, so lets get together and do lunch....now mind you, I'll have a 4 week old child so i can't stay for long...but lets hookup!! email me!

Ok, Let me give a disclaimer first: If this describes you-I apologize. I am not trying to offend, but it is a discussion and question that we seem to skirt around so often on the website and I just really truly want everyone's opinion WITHOUT this being a bashing ceremony. This site was designed to assist, uplift, and inform--not to BASH. With that said....think before you respond and DONT take it personally.

Question: do you think as post op WLS patients, we have the education gained from our surgical program and we know the consequences, so why is it so hard to follow any of the instructions they give us? We made this decision to have the surgery and be successful right? So why is it so hard to not get pregnant before the 12-18 months they ask us to wait? I mean are these all "one time accidents?" Or do we just not care enough about our bodies, health, and the health of our unborn child to at least give it the best pregnancy we can give it? Who else to provide a healthy body by sacrificing all than WLS patients? We took a huge step, a brave step in taking charge of our health and to change our lives for the better. So why can't we wait???

I appreciate your HONEST answers and feelings on this matter.

Ok, I know I have not been around for quite some time. Almost 3 months to be exact. Well lets cut to it. Statistically speaking, I got down to my lowest weight of 217. But for some reason I couldnt understand why I wasnt losing anymore weight. Well honestly, I knew why. I hadnt been to the gym since October and although I could barely eat, I could barely stand and stay a awake either. So I dialed my favorite surgeon's office, and spoke to Jessica who scheduled me for an appt on 12/18/2009. I thought I was having a wonderful side effect free post op situation, until about the end of November. Then I panicked. I thought I had a bowel obstruction or any of the other horrible things you read about people getting post op. I went on about my life, continued to work and waited on my impending appts to be held in 3 weeks. Then again, I forgot that I had just bought a house and had recently went through the most stressful, dramatic, emotional rollercoaster of my ENTIRE LIFE. Let me tell you the pressure Obama had me under thinking I had to close by 11/1/2009 in order to get my $8K TAX CREDIT.  Then the government, true to form, extended the date to now what seems like 2012. BUt I digress....So im tired. My house is huge. HOnestly, what was I damn thinking. I get home from work and go upstairs to my bedroom, and I cannot leave. So much so, my husband relocated my mini fridge and microwave to the laundry room so I wouldnt have to starve myself. I literally refused to go downstairs after I got home from work. I would rather nibble on my puppies toes than take that trek down them damn stairs and back up again.

I spent my evenings drinking glasses of White zinfandel, trying to be social and hang out with friends, and continue to be the Hott Girl that God intended to be. But I could not eat more than a spoonful of food in a sitting. That was my meals. Panicking. WTH is going on. The final straw is being starvational, at work, people pissing me off I'd had it. I had a major meltdown/tantrum at work that took me to the breakroom staring at the vending machine about to do the unthinkable. Then it hit me! Fridays fried string beans.....mmmmmm....and a strawberry Daiquiri. I called my closest Gay friends and we went out 12/6/2009. After my 94th daiguiri and the feelings of dumping coming along, I made my trek into my house, climbed Mount Everest to my bedroom to crash. Well Low and behold, that other pregnancy test. The one that was on the floor in the bathroom for the past month from when I took the first negative. IN my drunken stupor, I did what any other well respected, drunk hot momma would do---I peed on it. Still debating that decision right now....It was positive. Can I tell you I'm as pregnant as a naked bunny in heat!

I feel like a hostage in my own body. I dont know what I'm supposed to feel like. Im not sure if Gastric Bypass makes it feel different. But I cannot eat. I feel like I had surgery last night--That kind of restriction. Now is not the time to "not be able to eat." right? INitially I lost 3 lbs. Then I stabalized around 218 for a few weeks. Now I'm 221lbs and 13.5 weeks preggers! I feel like I'm in Iraq right now. There is constantly some strange person that doesnt speak a word of english (i'm sure b/c ive been begging her to stop torturing me for weeks now, and she won't listen) telling me when to pee, when to sleep, when to eat, what to eat, what I can and cannot wear, how I can wear my hair, hell--even what shoes I can wear to work! Man Down I say!

Im going to write a book, something about the Post Op pregnancy. B/c there are none. I looked. and Looked again. This is all the shit they dont tell you in your Nutritionist meetings. At your pre-op educational courses. That your momma just looks at you like a brand new sports car with a huge engine--looks nice to drive, would love to have it, but dont know a damn thing to do with it. that's me. You think you knew about pregnancy, wait until you have had Gastric Bypass.......this should be interesting. I'll keep you posted. right now the prison guard is telling me I have to go to sleep before the Narcolepsy sets in and I fall asleep at the computer like i did last night......10-13!

My kidnapper 4 weeks ago......