New Me, Who Dis?


Such A Tease

Have you been sufficiently teased by all of my social media posts?? You know which ones I’m talking about… the ones where I’ve shown you my face to face transformations, the ones where I’ve shared the CRAZY amount of weight I’ve lost in such a short amount of time, and the ones where you can see the sparkle back in my eyes and the confidence back in my smile…. THOSE posts!


Those posts were alluding to something I did. Something that changed my life for the better but also something that some people don’t understand or agree with.

………………………… I had weight loss surgery.

You read that right. I went for it. I said eff the people who don’t get it, and I did the damn thing.

The Build Up

Y’all know how long I have been working on losing weight, getting fit, and finding myself. You have been with me through the ups and downs over the past few years. You have seen me laugh at myself for my constant screw ups, cry because I was so damn angry at myself for falling off the wagon, and go MIA because I genuinely wasn’t happy with myself. You have also seen me wipe the tears off my face, kick myself in the ass and pick myself up. You have been with me through it ALL.


What is it they say about a wake up call? It’s usually something so abrupt that shakes you to your core and makes you rethink everything. I had one of those.

A BIG one of those.

Last year I lost someone. ANOTHER someone. Another IMPORTANT someone. My Aunt Marcia. She lost her battle with cancer. She was one day shy of turning 58. She was my mom’s baby sister. She had 3 kiddos and had just been blessed with her first grandbaby. Before her, I lost my grandmother to breast cancer, watched my uncle battle (and beat!!) throat cancer, and saw several others in my family struggle with the f*@%ing disease.

All of these battles were tough for me, but Aunt Marcia’s really shook me. She was the best! She was the aunt that everyone compared me to. We had the same personality, we favored each other in our looks, we both knew practically all the words to every song on the radio, and we were built the same.

I looked up to her.

Losing her scared me. It made me realize that you don’t have to be old to die. Cancer doesn’t care.

As soon as I got home from the funeral, I scheduled a cancer risk assessment. The doctors evaluated my family history, did some genetic testing, and gave me a score. Not surprisingly, my score came back high.

Incredibly high.

So high that the doctors told me that I needed to significantly lower my risk score within the year or else I would have to consider preemptive surgery to protect my life.



Hearing this from a professional made me kick my rear into gear.

They told me to drink fewer than 7 alcoholic beverages a week (tough, but do-able), never smoke (yeah… not an issue), and lose more than 100lbs (excuse me….??).

It’s not the limit on booze or the smoking that had me thrown… was the 100lbs! Seriously?!

How in the world was I going to do THAT?! I had tried every diet and exercise program known to man and the freaking weight wouldn’t budge! I would lose the same 10-15 lbs over and over and over.

I went in for my 6 month follow up with the oncologist and had only lost 8 effing pounds!!!!! The doctor told me I had to do something drastic. She encouraged me to SERIOUSLY consider weight loss surgery.

Ummmm again….. what?! I wasn’t that heavy. I was the normal kind of heavy. I was curvy and what is it the cool kids say? Thicc? Ha!

I just knew that I wasn’t big enough to need the surgery… I had always seen weight loss surgery as the easy way out. It was cheating! I had been told repeatedly that I could do it myself, I just needed to work harder.

Working hard wasn’t the problem…. I needed some help. Something that took my obsession with food away. Something that provided a tool to help me FINALLY succeed.

I have 2 kiddos to think about and decided to do EVERYTHING in my power to lose the weight. My kids need their momma!

On 12/16/19 I had the duodenal switch procedure done…. Phew! It’s out there now… Y’all know my truth!

The Outcome

Let me tell you… it is DEFINITELY NOT the easy way out! I have a strict diet plan, vitamin regimen, and exercise program. The surgery took away my ability to binge eat and lowered my cancer risk score by 10pts! It’s a tool that is powerful and necessary for my success.

Sooooo yeah… there it is… all of it!

I’m sure there will be a handful or two of followers that I lose because of this. I get it. I, too, used to be of the mindset that weight loss surgery (WLS) wasn’t the right way to lose weight. But for me, it was necessary. I need to do everything in my power to be healthy and HERE for Sass and The Dude.

So far I am just a little over 5 months post op and have lost 77lbs.

Not only have I had this surgery and lost a ton of  weight, I have also had some big changes in my personal life (those details will come in a future post). These changes forced me to take some time to be introspective. To figure out who Chelsea is and what she wants out of this life.

Let me tell you a little bit about this chick, Chelsea. She is still a delightful badass. She has discovered what sets her soul on fire. She has found her voice again. She is constantly told that she is too nice, but she smiles and knows that is not a trait that will go away anytime soon.

The Future

Going forward, there will be lots more changes to endure and overcome. I know that this surgery has helped me to become better.

  • A better momma
  • A better friend
  • A better/more confident woman

Something I did for myself was have some SUPER beautiful pics taken to show my beauty throughout this journey. I’m so proud of the results so far.

Picture 2

These pics are 4 months apart. One is a full face of makeup and the other is pretty much makeup free. Both are genuine smiles (because the photographer is hilarious). Both are 100% me!

I am strong
I am brave
I am beautiful

Thank y’all for sticking with me through this! I promise to continue to keep it real with you guys! You know I don’t really have a filter when it comes to this kind of stuff. Let me know if you have questions!





3 comments on “New Me, Who Dis?

  1. I’m proud of you sweet girl! Keep on keeping on! I’m cheering for you! Love you Chels
    Squeeze our babies guts for me and tell them I love em ❤️

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