I’m Ashley (McMillan) Weightman. I grew up in the small town of Wimbledon, North Dakota. In 2005 I moved to Bismarck to go to school where I graduated from the University of Mary with a Bachelors Degree in Communications and Business. I ...
I’m Ashley (McMillan) Weightman. I grew up in the small town of Wimbledon, North Dakota. In 2005 I moved to Bismarck to go to school where I graduated from the University of Mary with a Bachelors Degree in Communications and Business. I began working at the CBS affiliate as a reporter while in college and spent three years there. From CBS, I moved to Devils Lake to work at WDAZ-TV for a year, before continuing to work at WDAZ in Grand Forks. I married the love of my life Travis on June 23, 2012 and we now live in Bismarck with our three year old son, Corbin. Travis works at KXMB-TV and I at KLJ Engineering and attend Rasmussen College where I’m pursing a Bachelors Degree in Human Resources Management and Organizational Leadership.
Weight has been a struggle for me since I can remember. I do well for a while and then fall off the wagon. Four years ago I lost nearly 50lbs and was doing great. Two months after maintaining my weight, I found out that I was pregnant and gained 70lbs in nine months. I figured after I had Corbin, some of the pounds would fall off. Corbin weight 8lbs 12oz and I only lost 3lbs. Ever since December of 2009, I’ve been doing fad diets for about a month, trying the gym on and off, and eat healthy and nothing seems to be working. I’ve recently had some health issues and my doctor told me that in order to have more children and be a part of my children’s life, I need to lose weight, but most importantly, I need to do it for me.
So I've had some set backs. My sister moved home from college and I now how no one pushing me but myself. Also, the daycare at the gym closed, so I have no one to watch Corbin while I go to the gym. One other thing has set us back this week and by us, I mean our whole family.
Corbin, my son, got sick last week. We weren't sure what it was. He ran a really high fever and kept complaining that his chest, head and stomach hurt. I took him to the clinic and the doctor made him pee in a cup. She found higher levels of a certain enzyme in his urine so she wanted to draw blood. She called and said his blood sugar was normal, but his insulin and C-Pap levels were low. She told us he has Type-1 diabetes. We go in tomorrow for more blood tests, but she said its only to prove her point.
This came as a shock, as neither Travis nor I have it and neither of our parents do. Corbin is under weight and doesn't each much candy, but they said its a genetic thing. I've been working to learn as much as I can all while trying to understand why him, how he's supposed to live with this the rest of his life and how much is this going to cost. I've pretty much let this consume my life since he's been sick.
I can't help but think of how selfish I am. I know there can be way worse things, but for some reason I can't handle the fact that my three year old will need to have his finger pricked or having to give him shots or having a pumped hooked to him. There is a lot to think about and I need some time to myself.
I'm going to my mom and dads this weekend. Both of my sisters will be there and they told me to bring my running shoes. The 5k is in less than a month and I need to find my game face again.