Thirty-One, overweight and hating every minute of it.

Grew up in Western New York for 18 years and then my mother died from Juvenile Diabetes. My father had family in South Carolina, so right before I turned 19 we moved to SC. I've been here for 12 years now and love it. I'm currently a mother of 2 beautiful redheaded boys and married to one of the craziest man in the world. Sometimes that is a good thing and sometimes its not.

I've always been heavy ever since I can remember. I was always picked on in school and I still deal with weight issues because of it. My heaviest weight was 230 in 2002. I decided I needed a change and got down to 164 in 2004, but then decided that I wanted to have a baby and 9 months later in January 2005 I was 210 with a new beautiful redheaded baby boy. Took me 2 1/2 years, but I did work my way down again to 169. Then August 2008 I decided it was time to have another baby, so in May 2009 I weighed in at 225 with another redheaded beautiful boy. Now a mother of a 5yr. old and 9month old and slowly working my weight down, but wish it could go faster.

I hate being heavy, I feel like nobody wants to look at me. Why do I care? Who know. My husband tells me all the time that I am beautiful and not fat, but I think he's just glad he has someone to sleep next to. At least that's how I feel. I'm know I'm married and it shouldn't bother me, but it does. I use to get a lot of attention at my smallest and I miss it. I never cheated on my husband and never will but when you are picked on a lot growing up its really nice to have someone look at you because they think you are attractive.

Well reading this back sounds kind of depressing, but I am a very happy person.

I wish you all the best of luck and may we all continue to get healthy.