Hello! I'm Jenn, and this is my blog. I'm 25 years old, I'm a wife, lover, mother, friend, freelance writer, blogger, photographer, and so much 
As of yesterday I am in the 250 pound range. 259 lbs. exactly, and 259.6 lbs. today (I’ve been guzzling water left and right; that’s the only explanation I have for the .6 gain, since I all I had to eat yesterday was 1.5 ounces of low-fat cheddar cheese, three bites of hashbrowns, two bites of scrambled eggs, 1 ounce of low-fat mozzarella cheese, and four plain tortilla chips that I threw up because I got air trapped in my stomach pouch again)!!! I’m excited because I haven’t been this “little” in nearly a decade. That’s shameful to admit, but it’s the truth. And it just goes to show you… everything is relative. To me, 259 lbs. is fucking great. To others, that would be a suicide-worthy weight.
Right now I am waiting to hear from my mother. She had a court hearing involving my brothers and her “progress” with everything this morning at 9:30am, and immediately after the court hearing visitation plans for Christmas with the boys were supposed to be figured out. If the judge orders it, the cocksmack foster father that my fourteen year old brother is with will have to transport him to my house for Christmas. I say cocksmack because he IS a cocksmack. In addition to this bullshit, he informed us last week that he would NOT allow my brother to spend Christmas Day with us, because heaven forbid it should somehow inconvenience his own plans. He went on and on and on about the importance of spending time with family and being with them for Christmas… yet thinks that doesn’t apply to my brother and us as well. Here’s to hoping that the judge ordered it, and didn’t just recommend it. Wording is apparently everything.
If for some reason plans for Christmas Day aren’t ordered, then we’ll probably see my brothers for Christmas today. I have their presents, Christmas candy and fresh-baked cookies in the car, the kids and I are dressed and are ready to go (minus coats of course). So here I sit, twiddling my thumbs…
YAY! My mom just called, and the judge ORDERED a five hour visit on Saturday. We have to transport the boys, which means driving an hour up and back to get them, and then an hour up and back to take them back, but hey, at least we get to have them. Take that, cocksmack!
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You’re looking great, I love your shirt where did you get it? The news about your brothers is wonderful and I cannot believe that the caretaker is being a cocksmack
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You are looking great! Congratulations!!
You look fab, and you’re going to be so gorgeous in the New Year. You suck you know this?
On a much sadder note, cocksmack will get his just dues…because he has no business in the foster care business. Who does he think he is to tell you what will and will not happen? Ughh.
Anyway, I was going to say as I was reading along that this whole transporting thing is a really craptastic part of foster care. WE drove to visit Sydney when getting used to her in KY, an almost 4 hour trip both ways. WE then had to provide her mother with monthly visits in KY and do an 8 hour trip with an under two year old.
WE did it, because the system wasn’t perfect and then our social worker in town forced them to pay us for the gas. What really burnt us up was that for the last 2-3 visits she either didn’t show or showed up and then threw a fit and we got to turn right around and come back home.
So yeah, the transport always falls on the party that you feel like it shouldn’t, but hey that’s the price we pay I guess. You get Christmas as a FAMILY this year!!!!!!!!!!
That is fantastic news about your brothers-dick (FF) probably mde sure that you had to pick them up,his way of controlling or is it standard procedure?
You look amazing girl!! damn hottie!
At least you’ll suit it! I’ve lost 70lbs and well it doesn’t sit well with me-before you say anything I wasn’t trying-Just get slinky and curvy not SKINNY!
good on ya!
Looking great Jen! It’s a great feeling to see a little extra room in your waistline doesn’t it? It’ll only get better as time goes on.
Christmas is a time for family and I’m really glad that the judge ORDERED a visit so that you can all be together. Enjoy your time!
I’m so excited for you! That must feel great! You are looking happier too.
I can’t wait to see how things progress over the coming months. 
Congratulations (as always) on the weight loss. You are looking fabulous Jenn!
Glad to hear that you will be seeing your brothers for the holidays and that for once, the court ruled in your families favor.
Congrats on the weight loss!
What I do not understand is why does the foster care system allow that guy to be a foster parent? Your brother can’t be the only foster kid he’s done this type of thing to! UGH – I’m glad the judge ORDERED the visit – he probably did because he probably has dealt with this cocksmack before and knows that if he didn’t, your brother wouldn’t get to spend any “Christmas” time with his family!
You look great!! Congrats!!!
I hope the courts rule for your family
Congrats!!! Its Christmas, let the boys see there family. How hard is that???
Congrats and have a Merry Christmas!
Wow Jenn, you are looking fabulous! x
You are rockin’ hawt, Mama. *giggles* Congratulations on all the weight loss success. As for the comment that you left on my “Countdown to Christmas Giveaway” you won’t be “plus sized” for very long. Very inspiring.
Happy Holidays to you and yours!!!