I was a bit of a podgy child - looking at the photos I wasn't remotely fat, just on a slightly bigger scale than the other kids my age - sturdy.
I remember when I would've been about 7 or 8, a much older boy handing out balloons said "that fat girl in the stripy jumper didn't get one". I remember thinking "am I fat?" I asked my mother and she said yes, I was fat, and that was bad and we needed to 'tackle it'.
She started feeding me less than my (thinner), sister. She'd give me different things for dinner (sister would get a cooked dinner, I'd get cottage cheese and carrot sticks), I wasn't allowed seconds or puddings except on saturdays and she'd tut at me if I said I was hungry.
It screwed me up really badly and began a lifetime of issues with food. I wasn't fat at 8 but I certainly was a few years later once I started stealing and hoarding food, spending my pocket money on mars bars etc. At secondary school I ate all the time (we had a tuck shop and vending machines), would buy multipacks of crisps on the way home and hide them.
All this time my mother was getting more and more upset with me, calling me obese and disgusting and nobody would ever want me and I'd be so pretty if. She put me on slimfast when I was 13.
I wish she hadn't told me that fat was a value judgement not a descriptor. Even if I had been overweight, why not get me into a sport of take me for walks or bike rides, instead of making me eat less?
She clearly had issues of her own - when I did lose weight (a stone in three weeks on slimfast), she got really angry with me and then filled the house with cake.
DS1 was a bit podgy compared with his peers - he still has a tummy - he was nudging up to the overweight line on the kids' BMI charts. We've gotten him into martial arts and I started paying more attention to portion sizes - for everyone, not just him. I already cook everything from scratch. He's stayed the same weight since last September and grown two inches and is no longer near the line. But I was really nervous I'd give him a complex (or he'd inherit mine).
Of course if a child is massive for their age there might be a cause for concern, but there should never be shame involved.