If the direction of the weight scale was the same as the direction on the life scale then as our weight soared up, our life would too. Unfortunately this is not the case. As unhappy as I am with my weight and own miscued body image, my two daughters have really struggled this past year with their own. My oldest daughter, (we will call her Kitty) began her first year of Jr. High School and delightfully filled our house with her uncomfortable outburst of pubescent hormones. My youngest daughter (we'll call her KiKi) had one of the worst years of her elementary school life because of the "mean girl" mentality that her female classmates displayed.
(Details to come later...)
Over the past several years I have concentrated heavily on my career and education and failed to see my girls' learned eating habits. I guess mostly because they are very active in sports and I thought they would just work off the extra calories consumed. It's been a slow realization for me, but I have finally gotten here. The light-bulb went off when our last visit to the pediatrician ended with a prescription for weight loss - 35lbs each, to be exact.
I wouldn't look at either of my girls and think they were that much overweight because they are both taller than the average children of their ages, but I can see in their eyes and hearts that this year has culminated the need to jumpstart a healing process; a process that will help reprogram their bodies and their minds.
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