TGIF 25th of May

Ok guys, Here goes my first blog for SWSYD. I'm very nervous about this you can ask Vikki how i had my mini freak out about doing this as i have a hard time getting what's in my head down onto paper, well on here lol.
I'm going to share a little about myself so that the newbie's have an idea about me and how i ended up doing the 12wbt.


Name: Cora GabberQueen Mills
Age: 29
 Forum name on 12wbt: GabberQueen
Basics: Married, 1 child Kaleb, full time worker also studying children's services. VERY busy!
Starting weight round 1: 65kg
End of round 1 weight: 52

Here is my story,
I have never really had a problem with my weight, sure in high school i was a bit chubby but lost that all when i hit about year 10.
It all started after the birth of my son Kaleb. I had a very traumatic birth to say the least, Kaleb was posterior, i was cut from front to back, ladies that have had children know what that means lol don't want to get too graphic.
So fast forward the labour to having my beautiful boy in my arms, 6 hours after giving birth i was told to go pee, i sat there for 30 minutes and nothing was happening.I buzzed for the nurse, told her i can't go and she told me that is was normal thing after labour i believed her.
She told me to give it time and try in another 20 minutes, i did and still nothing. She said we will have to put in the catheter, oh crap i thought but we had no choice.
So in that went an that was in for another day i think. They then took it out the next day told me to try pee again, and once again nothing :( nurse got the doctors in told the nurse i would need an ultrasound to see what was going on and my bladder was not working at all.
They stood there not knowing what to do, i was freaking out, i have never had a problem with going to the bathroom and now my bladder isn't working??? why?

The doctors told me i would need the catheter back in as my bladder has stopped working, i just cried and cried.
i was kept in hospital for 5 days with that stupid catheter bag on me and i was just getting so depressed, i was young why the hell is my bladder not working. I was so stressed out, i had a newborn to look after and i couldn't not even walk about without this bag attached to me it was just the worst experience i have ever had. On day 5 i had the doctors in again, they said i would need to stay in hospital until they figure out why my bladder was not working anymore, i begged them for me to go home i have had it with being stuck in this hospital.
They agreed, they sent me home with catheters to use....... i had to learn to used these catheters, i thought only 80 year old ladies had to do this not a 28 year old.
So not only did i have KK to look after but i also had to learn how to stick the catheter in my bladder and i'm telling you that it hurts!! i just cried and cried.
I became very depressed, i stopped eating altogether, i didn't bond with my beautiful baby, i didn't talk to my husband i just sat there crying why me, this was supposed to be the most happiest time in my life and i hated every moment of it.
This is where i think my eating habits went out of control. I went from not eating to eating everything in site, i used food to deal with the crap that i got dished out after my son's birth.
My bladder stopped working for about 3 months, it started to work again but even still to this day i have to have catheters at all times, cause it can go into shock and i would have to use them again.
As you can see, this traumatic experience started the bad eating.I got  really bad PND cause not only did i have my heath go bad but so did Kaleb's, he would scream for hours on end, and no one would listen to me. they just told me it was typical newborn crying.
I new better then that. after three months of my poor baby screaming for hours on end my doc done some tests and yep!! i was right! he was diagnosed with CMPI which means he has an intolerance to dairy.

Fast  forward to when Kaleb was 8 months old i had to return to work full time. Not something a mother ever wants to do, but when you have to pay the bills i had to suck it up and do it.
I was always tired, having to get up at 5.30 in the morning, get Kaleb off to daycare be at work at 7.30 getting home at 5pm, cook,pack lunches, pack Kaleb's stuff for t he next day, clean the house and study as you can see every minute would count for me.

I just so tired, i would just say, ahh stuff it, lets get takeaway, and this went from once a week to 3 times a week and i just piled on the weight, i was at my heaviest, i weighed more then i weighed at 9 months pregnant.
Where did the old Cora go??? i remember a time when i would hit the gym everyday for 2 hours, i was happy but i lost her when the duties of being a mother came first and my health suffered i didn't know how to get back to the "old" Cora.

I want to talk about a comment made to me from a work colleague, i was walking to the bathroom when i was stopped by this work colleague, she looked me up and down and said, "Cora, you look so much better in black it makes you look skinny, colours don't suit you" Ouch...... i just stood there in shock, in that moment i knew something had to change. The other other defining moment that made me take a step back and say, what the hell have i done i the photo that most of you have seen for my before and after shots for round 1.

It was a photo from a friends son's birthday party, i just looked at it shock, what have i done to myself???

from then on i knew i had to change, i was just looking at my friends facebook and she was talking about this 12wbt challenge, i thought what is that?? i had a further look into it and here i am :) I hope you have enjoyed my story, for the newbies starting out i hope you enjoy this as much as i have i have made the best mates doing this program so don't be afraid to ask for help if you need it.
So that is how i got here for those who don't know my story. I'll stop rambling now and let you all have a good Friday!!!!