A few years later–and still not back to my pre-pregnancy weight–we had our second child, and I gained 40-45 lbs back. After that pregnancy, I was determined to lose the weight. I started walking/running around the neighborhood. I lost some weight, but not as much as I wanted to lose. Then, as the saying goes ‘2 steps forward, 3 steps back.’ I ended up in the hospital having surgery for appendicitis. Not keeping up with my exercise routine as I healed, I lost all of my determination. I struggled for a long time, hating my body. Most of the time, I wore t-shirts and jeans, or oversized clothes to cover up my flaws. I didn’t feel beautiful despite my husband telling me so every day.