Well - I'm realizing that I haven't posted much about 'my story'. It's not much different than most of the stories that have been shared here in band-land. Warning - this may be a novel!
I started the chubby phase around age 10, had a traumatic event occur in the 8th grade and gained 70 lbs over the next year. I joined WW for the first time in 9th grade - but I still had confidence and didn't really let my weight stop me from living. I was a cheerleader, an FBLA officer, a Madrigal in the choir and in the National Honor Society. Before my senior year I lost quite a bit of weight and felt great. After I met my now husband - things got comfortable. I was in the low 200's when I started to try to get pregnant. Month after month I'd start my period and with all the disappointment and hormones raging I'd gain 5 pounds. I balloned up to 270 or so by the time I did get pregnant and then I miscarried. Only a few months later - I was expecting again and ironically I only gained 17 pounds. Add in a WW experience, then another pregnancy - in which I only gained 18 pounds, then the Zone, WW again, natural eating and I'm now over 300 pounds.
My two boys - Cole and Clark. They amaze me every day. The older one is just like me - he's more shy and reserved, he's sensitive, he's a perfectionist, he does extremely well in school - he just tested for the gifted middle school and to top it all off he's a great athlete. He's been an all-star for the past three years for our LL baseball organization, he plays USSSA baseball all year long (yes we live in Virginia and it's cold outside - but they belong to an indoor facility), he's a running back on the football team and a guard on the basketball team. The younger one - I joke is my dumb jock. He is the charmer, the leader, the popular kid - we can't go anywhere where someone doesn't know him. He does well in school, but he's not passionate about it. He is our super jock -- everything comes naturally to him. He is the quarterback, a point guard and he plays LL and travel baseball too. Now that I've sounded like one of those mom's who just brags and brags -- I'll get to my point. I had an awakening one day when I realized my kids could really go places in this world and do great things -- what if I'm not there to see it? or worse what if I die young of obesity and I throw their lives off course?