My husband's cousin is getting married this Saturday. I'm pretty excited to get to attend a wedding because I haven't been to one since my own last year. But the most exciting part is that I get to wear one of my bridesmaid's dresses from my wedding.... Which is 2 sizes smaller than my own wedding dress was. Last weekend D and I were trying on our "nice" clothes to make sure that we had things that fit for the wedding. I put on the dress that I wore on our honeymoon (the same size as my wedding dress, obviously) and D zipped it up. When he let go, the dress fell to the floor. I was torn with excitement and sadness. I love that dress but I'm excited because that size of dress is behind me forever. So now I get to wear a cute orange flower dress that I almost bought for myself when 2 of my bridesmaids chose it as the dress to wear at my wedding.
(The dress that I'm wearing is the one on the furthest left.) 
And we had a get together with D's family that is in town for the wedding. D's aunt noticed right away that I had lost a significant amount of weight and commented on it. People noticing that I don't see all the time is something that keeps me motivated!
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