Emily P.
My story is like that of most over weight people. I didn't really start to put on weight until I was in high school. I was about 160 lbs and felt fine and was very active. After school I moved to St. Cloud for college and was pretty depressed. I gained many lbs. and when I left after the first year I was 190 lbs. I had decided to go to college the next year in FL, so over the summer I dropped 40 lbs. I felt and looked great. In FL I met my husband at my thinnest in years and we were on the crew(rowing) team together. I kept my weight down for the first few years, and when we were married in 1997, I weighed 165 lbs. Then for the big gains........ I don't know what happened. I love to eat and so does my husband, but he also loves to excercise. The weight kept creeping up and I remember my first OB visit in 1999 when I was pregnant with my first daughter. My weight was 216 lbs. I wanted to die. I refused to let my husband look at the scale. After my daughter was born, the weight came off OK, but before she turned a year I was preganant with my son. At the time I delivered him I was 262 lbs and mortified.... oh, but it gets worse.... I never really took off the weight after my son was born and combine that with a husband who is ALWAYS gone overseas with the military, I found comfort in food. In March of 2005, I got prgnant again. I started at 280lbs, but due to extreme morning sisckness, I lost 20 of that. Then a few months later we found out it was twins....AHHHHHHH..... Well, at delivery I weighted 299 lbs. They were born, I lost 30 lbs, but somehow in the last 17 months have managed to gain it back. Maybe it is the fact that hubby is in Iraq or maybe I still love food and find great comfort in it. Whatever the reason, I am tired. I want to be back to my thin self. I liked the girl who was always up for anything. I want to be a fun mommy to my 4 beautiful kids. I would love to socialize. The person I am dreads seeing people from the past who remember the skinny me. I avoid them, which is sad because I would love to talk to them, but I can't handle the judgement.
So there is my story, just add in the word weight watchers about every other sentence, and you have the past 13 years in a nut shell.
