My Earliest Childhood Memory (Day 5 of 31 day blog challenge)
Tuesday, July 23, 2019
Ok, not my earliest childhood memory; and something that I have blogged or vlogged about previously. But, something that needs to be addressed again…and again. Those of you that know me know the story. I come from a family of women with weight issues. My grandmother was morbidly obese for most of her life. My mother has grappled most of her life with her weight. Mom has passed that struggle down to my sister and I. My sister began the struggle in her mid-twenties, and now in her thirties is very heavy. I have yoyo’d my whole life with my weight. And I have always been flabby, even when the scale showed my ideal weight.
The BIGGEST fear for me is that my girls are going to continue in my footsteps. My whole life I have watched my mother struggle with her weight. And now here I am at forty-three, and my kids have spent their whole lives watching me struggle with my weight.
If I don’t do something they will inherit “the struggle” of their fore-mothers.
And, It is only getting harder for women of all ages these days. The new way of keeping us ladies down is to keep us focused on how we look. To keep us believing that our appearance is who we are. We can’t be healthy, because we don’t see that even if we can’t beat the weight; we can still be incredible.
I don’t know… I think I am just rambling…. The point is, it might not be my earliest childhood memory. But, I do not remember a time that my mother was not battling her weight. And I am afraid that my children will have that same memory as well.