I was a skinny child, a skinny teen and skinny at University. When I graduated I didn't find a job for 2 years (that big old recession, remember?) and I went back to my parents to live. I had been about 8 - 8.5 stone. By the time I started work I had crept up to 11 and that's the weight I was when I got pregnant with ds1. Went up to 13.5 in pregnancy - within 3 months of having ds1 I was 8.5 stone again (the amazing breast-feeding and PND diet - works wonders).
Then the weight started to creep up again. I did Rosemary Conley and lost 2 stone. Then I had a miscarriage, then 6 months later I was pregnant with ds2. After ds2 was born I went up to 12 stone.
Did WeightWatchers, lost 3 stone. Christmas 2004 I weighed 9 stone. Since then it's crept up again - I'm back at 11.
Went back to WW with my tail between my legs last week and lost 4.5 lbs.
It's not the losing it, it's the keeping it off that I find so hard. I have to face the fact that I may have been naturally skinny once but I'm not any more - I do have to watch what I eat very carefully.
My downfalls are...well, everything really. I don't eat crap (apart from crisps, I'm a crisp monster) but I love cooking, I love red wine, cheese....
That turned into a bit of a confessional. Thanks for listening, people. My name is moo and I'm a greedy guts 