My husband was an obese child.
Nicknamed ‘Fat Phil’, his primary school years by all accounts, were nothing short of hell.
His mother maintains that his eating habits were exactly the same as his 3 younger brothers, yet he was the only one that was overweight.
He was extremely sporty and impossibly active yet he remained large right up until puberty had its way with him and turned him into a slim, 6ft spunk (he’s probably reading this btw, brownie points etc).
Our daughter, now 14, is treading an eerily similar genetic path. She is a big girl but she is also extremely tall. Taller than I am, and I’m no shorty. Her eating habits are generally good, no really, they are no worse and no better than our other children nor other girls her age.
I have made certain not to make an issue out of her weight because I know how it affected me when I was a similar age. I ate only corn and peas for two solid years off the back of some throwaway remark about my ‘large arse’ from some guy in Year 10. In hindsight, of course, I was stick thin, but this makes me ever conscious about what I say to my own daughter. I just want her to be healthy and happy.
Don’t get me wrong, she’s well aware that she is larger, she’s not oblivious but I think what I love the most is that she is comfortable in her own skin, is extremely confident and has developed her own style, one that suits her figure. I’m 38 and still haven’t quite worked this out, so I am rather envious.
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My daughter is 10, she is not overweight she is tall girl, buying clothes for her is both a tearful and heart breaking event, I try to avoid it for her at all costs. We simply can't get age appropriate clothes for her.
Puberty was not a pleasant time for me. I ballooned out when I was 10 or 11 but managed to get back to a better weight and 13 but was always slightly overweight. The worst thing for me was no longer fitting into "kids" sizes. I wanted to dress in boys clothes and didn't WANT to show off my new boobs or bum like the womens clothing did. Kids clothes had "boyish" clothes I liked. Urrrgh it was just awful for me (first world problems I know) but I would have loved this.