All through my childhood and teens I was told I could eat like a horse and not put on weight. When I settled down at 19 and my husband and I travelled frequently I was a little overweight with the comfort that comes from being in a secure relationship but I was still a size ten.
When I got pregnant at 25 is when I grew to a size 20! I ate for two and figured it was perfectly fine as isn't that what you do when pregnant? Everyone said I was going to have a huge baby! However at 5 weeks premature and weighing only 5lb 5oz it was clear the weight was all me and not baby!
But doesn't breastfeeding help you shed pounds? Ha! Not for me. I was very hungry and ate all the wrong foods! My baby was very demanding - I didn't like her to cry and she didn't want to part from me for even a second so as I was also now on maternity leave I sat for hours and hours on the computer with my baby sleeping on me or feeding from me.
Four years later my husband and I broke up and I - perhaps going through a mid-life crisis - started wanting to go dancing and my now four year old and I would love dancing crazy around the living room. I managed to lose weight again and although pregnancy changes your shape (in my opinion) I could never be as slender as I was in my teens I felt ok.
A year later I had my second child. I think I went upto a size 22! I was suffering depression quite badly and wasn't working. My daughter went over due and I ended up having an emergency cesarean. As this involves cutting through your abdominal muscles - plus living in a third floor flat - I was unable to do much in the way of activity! Breastfeeding again also made me ravenous! Then I broke my ankle!!! So again months housebound and inactive!
After that my (new) relationship became stressful and financially and mentally abusive. Stress and depression led me to reach for tonnes of chocolate! I can't believe how I went through one or two of the huge bars A DAYl Plus my partner wanted dominos pizza or take away fairly often!
Fast forward... I finally got rid of him, went back to work and took control of my life. I was on the verge of being morbidly obese! My BMI was like 39.5. I thought I would never be able to lose weight but here I am! 7lbs left to lose and I will be "overweight" instead of obese or morbidly obese!
I know overweight isn't perfect but I am just amazed I've come this far and the idea of getting down to a healthy weight no longer seems impossible!
I am really interested in other people's experiences? Do you know when or why you put weight on? Or was it such a gradual process you didn't even realise until one day?