How did THAT happen?

I don't know how in the world this happened, but I have lost 60 pounds.  SIXTY.  Six zero.  Holy shit, 60 fucking pounds!  This is going to make me sound like a bitch, but I have not tried to lose even a single pound.  Much like everything else in my life, I have not been motivated to eat better or exercise.  I keep saying I'm going to do it, but I haven't yet.  I can only assume that breastfeeding has worked miracles in the past 4 months. 

The day I went to the hospital for my induction, I was 210 pounds.  I was mortified, but hey, I had a big freaking baby growing inside of me.  I noticed the weight dropping off the first month or so after she was born.  I've pretty much avoided the scale since I returned to work but today I felt like torturing myself so I stepped on the scale (it's like a pussy's version of cutting).  I was in disbelief that the scale said 150.  That was AFTER the giant bowl of Cap'n Crunch (with crunch berries!) that I had just eaten.  I weighed more than 150 when I started my fertility treatments, so this is a pretty big deal.

Don't get me wrong, I still look like a hot mess.  150 on a 5'4" girl is still not pretty, but it's a start.  I have found that one of my biggest demotivators is when things get overwhelming.  Losing 5 pounds is a goal that can be accomplished, but losing 80 pounds is not.  So I just don't do it.  But now that I've knocked out 60 (SIXTY!!!) pounds, I only have 20 more to go.  Maybe, just maybe, I can accomplish that.