The benefits of walking are plenty. Reduce stress, trim your waist line, boost your mood, to name a few. I don’t know about you, but those are all on the top of my list of needs.

Since Cameron died in December, I have easily gained 10 pounds. Saying that just adds to my already depressed state. I told my husband the other night that I have never been this heavy without being VERY pregnant. Blah! When Sienna was born last June, I was so excited because the baby weight was just dropping off. I had never had that happen. Well, the universe put a stop to it at Christmas, and here we are today. Stress is just a given when you’re a Mom.

Today I made a big decision. To start moving. At least moving more than I have been, which if I’m honest isn’t very much lately. So I am going to start walking. This is at least baby steps in the right direction.

I started by pulling out my old Fitbit One. I know this probably dates me a bit, and I’m way behind the times on the technology. It never let me down before though so I’m sticking with it. Look how good I did!!

Ok, I’m lying! My Fitbit looks exactly like this one, but those are definitely not my numbers! Someone was showing off. #Goals

My decision came about for two reasons. First, I need a good “pick-me-up”. Something to combat my depressed moods. I still don’t believe I need medication or counseling. A lot of bereaved parents say counseling never helped them. Anyways, I think it’s perfectly normal to feel depressed after losing a child. Just one of the burdens I carry now (and try to keep pretty well hidden). Second, it will hopefully help the number on the scale resemble something I am used to seeing. Motivate me to do more.

Right now the goal is to hit 10,000 steps every day. Just the standard goal, nothing fancy. I know if I wear it while I mow the grass, that will be no problem. Unless you count the fact that it’s a riding mower and the number will be well inflated. Can you sense my hesitation and inability to commit?

So I’m putting it out here. Challenging all the Mama’s to take that first big step with me. Whatever your goal, just start. I’m sure I’m not alone in needing the accountability. What is your goal?