Well, lets see I was born premature and very tiny for awhile until my grandparents started feeding me table food very early to "put meat on my bones" because the doctors was concern because I was very underweight. So since I'm a country gal, they fed me mashed potatoes in my bottle, homemade buttermilk biscuits, "sugar water", and etc. So I continued on that path of eating, with my humongous sweet tooth and a thing for breads until I decided that I needed to do something before it gets out hand.

Growing up Itailian, Dr. Pepper's and drug addiction got me fat.

:)well until the age of 20 i was at 120 and very active and so needless to say i ate everything i wanted. well got married and 9 months to the day had a baby had her at 203(c section) i did lose all but 10 pounds there but 2 years later another girl this time i had her at 210 well i left the hospital only to find out that my 17 year old brother had killed himself was very hard time in my life and food seemed like a good answer at the time i did get down to 175 . 3 years later another girl had her at 212(c-section) and well got down to 189 after her and then the eating has just stayed the same. i have never had anyone tell me how to eat right mom and dad think fries and steak are the way of life. but i might have spent my 20's fat i am going to be skinny in my 30's:carrot:

adah

As with "Lovestorun"...this is what happened to me as well! Well, my cart was filled mainly with pizza...A LOT of pizza.

In high school I played varsity sports. I exercised in college as well, so I did not gain much during this time. But, I have always been chubby..but in shape! I gained most of my weight after entering the work world and not exercising...most of my weight came on in less than two years.

I ate poorly during my first semester of graduate school, and was told by a doctor that if I kept putting on weight at the rate that I was, I could die young. I realized that taking care of my body is just as important as anything else, so slowly but surely...I am trying to reverse the damage that I did in a two year period of time.

In high school and college I was in the marching band and was very active. I could eat anything and not gain weight. Got married, put on a few. Got prego, put on a few more because I had huuuuuge cravings. Another pregnancy,...you see the pattern? Yep, ballooned! I was so clueless over the years. If I had known then what I know now.........

Heidi

Fat from the start
 

I was doomed from the beginning... I was a 10 lb baby. Then I had a mother who loved to cook and bake. By the time I was an adult and could make my own food choices I was so confused on what was good and what wasn't. Now that I have the trusty internet I'm doing alot better.

My story is very simple. I ate a very high fat high calorie diet (yes, thousands of calories a day) and never, ever worked out and I got fat, gee whiz!! lol

I don't remember when I first became fat, it seems I was always that way as a child too. None of my sisters were, I was the only one - my Mother is 90 pounds soaking wet - so I was really alone in my fatness.

I think it was because I was greedy, I wanted the biggest portion with the most butter or whatever. I remember sneaking into the kitchen for chips, or making huge sandwiches in the evening when everyone else was in bed, sneaking candy & chocolate and having way more food then I should.

In my adulthood I got slim for a while - size 6 for a few years, long enough to get a boyfriend, get engaged and married, and then it all came back again. What a shock to hubby who had no idea I was fat up until a few months before I met him.

We were at my sister's once and she started bringing out home movies and pics of us when we were kids - I made an excuse that I had a huge headache and we had to leave - really I didn't want my husband to see my childhood pics and discover the truth.

I really don't know what triggered my weight gain as a young child, but I was definately already fat by 4 years old.

Chalk 15 pounds up to a few pregnancies.

Chalk another 15 pounds up to learning to eat horribly from hubby after marrying. (Really, I was a pretty darned good eater before he came along and introduced me to all of the evil things in life. LOL)

Then I quit smoking a year ago. BLAMMO! 60 more pounds without even knowing what hit me. Dang.

I figure 15 of the above can stay on if my body insists, since I'm older now and not going 24/7 like I was in my 20s. The rest of it is getting the boot, though!

Note : I got fat, because I didn't pay attention. These are just the things that actually caused the weight gain...in the end, it's still my fault.

* Anorexic through high school. Stopped it when I got preggers @ 16, but my metabolism was shot.
* Preeclampsia caused about 60 of the 100 pounds I gained while I was pregnant.
* Severe depression accounted for the other 40.
* Lost 40 between pregnancy 1 and pregnancy 2.
* Gained 25 back after pregnancy 2 due to liver failure.
* Lost 20 with pregnancy 3.
* Gained it all back due to another bought of severe depression and anemia.

I guess those things, at the time, made me think I should just eat whatever made me feel better. With the liver failure, that was kind of a given, though, with 'feeling better' being a lack of severe pain in my abdomen...That's the only one I give myself a real pass on.

The rest, I just didn't pay attention to what was going on and kept telling myself 'once this is over, I'll fix it' Well...here I am, 5 years later, down a whopping 20 pounds from what I was when I finished my first pregnancy. 4 pounds a year...go me...

Ive been fat all my life, ever since i can remember! Only in the Summer of last year did i finally say to myself: "I really have to get this off now and waste no more of my life". Ever since that point i have been on-off dieting. 2st lighter now and i never realised how overweight i was in the first place...

a lack of self control + vending machines everywhere= wreaking havoc

I don't like to blame it on anything or anyone other than myself but rather things contributed to it...guess it's not the same.

* 1st DH was always trying to feed me, lol. We would make runs to Jack in the Box at 3 am. Of course I wasn't hungry but he would get mad if I didn't eat so to please him I ate. Glad that didn't last long, lol.

*After each pregnancy (3) I lost all the weight gained but it was like my body was comfortable at the pregnancy weght and it came back on real quick...wasn't eating any different.

I stayed that weight for years but then we ate out A LOT so I slowly gained some. I reached a certain weight and stayed there for years. Then he was killed and I lost almost 40 pounds fast, not intentional.

Fast forward 8 years and I met DH#2 to be. Just got comfortable and started eating out again and gained a little of the 40 pounds back. Then got pregnant with #4 and lost the baby and it went downhill from there. Turned to food and gained about 20 pounds and I have been struggling since to get it off. So while there were struggles along the way I don't really blame anyone or anything other than myself.