When I was 4, I was morbidly obese. My mum had had a couple of bad miscarriages after having me and was using sweets to keep me quiet, I think.
Also, my dad had starved during the war and kept feeding me up.
Years later, I found out that a female orthopaedic specialist had been aghast when she saw me for the first time. She basically tore my mum a new arsehole...
Mum told me that she'd burst into tears and had said "But I thought it was just puppy fat?"
"There's no such thing as puppy fat!"
I was put on a diet - nothing strict...just had to cut out sweets, etc, and natural growth took care of the rest, at least while I was at school. However, I've struggled with my weight all my life.
I'm now 65. I was 16st 4lbs. (5ft 9.) It's taken me two years of exercise, etc to lose 30 pounds. I'm now out of the obese BMI category and into the NHS 'overweight' category (just 'obese' under a kinder name, I'd say).
I'm aiming to lose the same again to get into the normal range for my height.