It has been a while. I apologize for disappearing without any notice, but $h*t got real with school and assignments and I needed to get focused. anyhow I’m back and have been nominated for the Liebster Award for the third time. It has been a while, but better late than never. I was nominated by the fabulous MSBEAUTYGURU. She’s really cool person who is very down to earth, and she also has a really cool blog so feel free to check her out.
This award is intended for bloggers who have less than 200 followers.
So for starters, here are the questions I was given to answer.
1) How old were you when you first started playing around/wearing makeup?
I was well into my teens before I even touched makeup. I only wore face powder in my late teens, and didn’t started wearing liners, mascaras and other makeup products until around 20. Cray Cray right? I was missing out!
2) Do you have children, if so what are their ages/names (Pets count if you don’t have kids! lol…)
I am the proud momma of three little bears. 10,7,6.
3) If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
4) When traveling do you prefer train/plane/automobile?
Automobile. I am much too independent to rely on a bus or train, and I love road trips. Flying of course if driving will take far too long, much longer than one can bear in a car.
5) What is your favorite feature on/about yourself?
6) What are three makeup products you would recommend to a makeup newbie?
Ugh…this is tough…maybe not! Liner, mascara and lipstick! lol, these three products give me life!
7) Favorite color?
Purple of course.
8) Would you rather spend a day at the beach or at the mountain?
At the mountain. I love the beach, but I don’t particularly enjoy roasting by the sun. After a dip or two I’m over it.
9) Bright/bold lips or nude?
Why bold of course.
10) Do you believe in Angels?
Yes. I am very spiritual.
11) What is your dream job?
Becoming a psychologist. I am currently working towards this goal.
So now for my nominees:
I have only enclosed 6. Although I can appreciate the concept of this award, I can’t deny the fact that it can be somewhat time-consuming trying to find enough bloggers who have not yet reached 200 subscribers. With that said, I tried my best and hope all the peeps I nominated will too.
The rules are:
1) Acknowledge the blogger(s) who nominated you.
2) Answer 11 question your nominator asks.
3) Nominate 10 bloggers (with less than 200 followers) that you feel deserve recognition!
4) Inform the above bloggers that you nominated them.
5) Post 11 questions for them to answer.
Here are my questions for you:
1. What is your occupation or program of study?
2. What is one beauty product you absolutely can’t live without?
3. What is your favourite band/ genre of music?
4. Do you own any pets, if so, what kind?
7. What is something that you really enjoy doing in your spare time?
8. Do you like to read. If so, what was the last book you’ve read, and what would you rate it?
9. What is your favourite beverage?
10. Do you prefer high-end or drugstore makeup?
Thanks for stopping by!
When I was pregnant with my first child, I was at my heaviest weight of 250lbs. I gained 100lbs to be exact from that pregnancy, and at around 5 months I discovered that I had gestational diabetes, which was a major contributor to my rapid weight gain. At 5 months I had already put on a Whopping 40lbs, and was told that my baby was going to be large. Oh super!…As if I wasn’t facing enough problems already!
My pregnancy progressed, and my beautiful bundle of joy was born 2 weeks early via c-section, and weighed 9lbs 12 ounces. Yep…you heard that right…9lbs 12 ounces. Thank God for c-sections, because I don’t think I could have or even wanted to push her out. Yikes!
After having my baby, I lost 50lbs over the next 6 months, but the remaining weight sat on me for an entire year after that, before I decided to do something about it. It was about time, and nursing could only do so much. I mean, I seriously believed that nursing was going get rid of my pregnancy weight lol. I don’t know…maybe it did a little, but it wasn’t getting rid of the last 50lbs. So I rejoined my local gym for the second time when my daughter was 16 months old, and decided to give it my all.
I attended the gym for 2 hours daily, sometimes twice a day, which is equivalent to a total of 4 hours. I did what I was familiar with, aerobic classes, strength training classes, cycling, and so forth. I even made sure to hit the treadmill for 45 minutes to 1 hour everyday. Walk 10, run 5, and on lazy days, I just walk on an incline…the steepest incline on the treadmill. Boy did it hurt! But I got used to it soon enough. With this said however, I found it more difficult get into a routine this particular time around than I did the first time. Nevertheless, I was able push myself and became motivated by the “skinnies“ around me lol, in hopes that I too might one day get to where they were…Fab and Fit!
Hard works does pays off! The day finally arrived where I lost all of my pregnancy weight and then some. I was finally at 155lbs, and before my pregnancy I weighed 160. Yahoo! I did it, I lost all my pregnancy weight! I couldn’t believe that I did it. But I wasn’t done yet, because I still wanted to lose another 25lbs, which would bring me down to 130lbs. This is the new goal I had set for myself. But it wasn’t happening. I had hit a brick wall that I just couldn’t get over. I was still working out everyday, but the scale wasn’t budging. I wasn’t losing any weight, and I think I knew why. Once again, I didn’t change my eating habits. I was still eating what ever I wanted, and definitely more than I should be eating in one serving.
Weeks went by, and I kept doing my same routine, and nothing happened. I was still 5″5, my hair was still black, and I still weighed 155lbs lol. I was still happy though with my accomplishments thus far, losing 100lbs and all, but I knew my problem with weight gain was far from over. I wanted to have more children, and sooner than later, before I knew it, I was pregnant with #2. Here I go again.
I am currently in the processs of finding some pics for my posts, so you can all see and undestand where I am coming from.
Thanks for reading guys!
My name is Chiquita, and welcome to my weight loss blog. This weight loss journey of mine has been a long one. It goes as far back as my high-school years, when I was once wearing a size 13. I don’t exactly know how much I weighed back then because I never weighed myself, but all I can remember is that I didn’t feel comfortable in my own skin, and my clothes didn’t fit the way I wanted them to. I later decided that I was going to do something about it, and join my local gym, where I took aerobic classes, did a ton of cardio, and weightlifting. Within a few weeks I saw a big difference within my body and I had lost quite a bit of weight. I probably would have seen even bigger changes if I had changed my eating habits, but unfortunately, this was something that I still struggled with, and never changed or incorporated in my weight loss routine.
Though I struggled with my eating habits, I still remained pretty committed to working out, until I met my boyfriend, who is now my husband. I was **IN LOVE**! I began to spend all my free time with my new love bug and didn’t find any time for myself, and going to the gym became a daunting chore. His complimenting me all the time also made me feel somewhat comfortable, and content with where I was at, though I hadn’t reached my weight loss goal yet. I hadn’t exactly picked a goal weight at the time, but I knew I wasn’t quite where I wanted to be. A this point I was living life to the point where I ditched my goal and neglected a problem that would later come back to haunt me.
I was in love and enjoying life. Going out to the movies, hanging out with my babe, partying with friends, and eating and drinking all the wrong foods, and too much of it! I must have ate pizza about 5 nights a week, and some other kind of fast food on the other remaining nights. Not to mention lunch throughout the week. I don’t remember eating at home much, but that’s because I didn’t. Anyways, this cycle continued for a while, until i noticed something. I had put back on all the weight that I had lost, which made me realize just how crucial my new lifestyle has been. It simply just undid all of my hard work, and placed me back at the starting line all over again. I was starting to feel uncomfortable with myself and didn’t enjoy it much, and to make matters worse, I discovered I was “pregnant” in the midst of it all……..Yeah!..this calls for a moment of silence…and a very long one at that…
Thanks for reading, and please stay tuned to hear the rest of my story!