i don't know if i need to vent, or ask for advice, or what...i guess both. This is about weight-loss, blagh. i detest the very subject, being one of those people who has always been a little chubby, and not caring that it isn't sexy or cute or whatever. Of course, i went through that normal stage, as a teenager, when i thought i was fattest chick who ever lived, while weighing all of 115 lbs...in fact, that's what my driver's license says, but we'll get to just how obsurd that is in a minute. After giving birth to my son, i weighed 145 (165 while i was pregnant). That sounds like a huge difference, but i felt healthy. While i was carrying my son, i learned what my body needed and all that happy stuff. i had to give away all of my old clothes, because there was no way i was ever getting into them again, but at 5'6" i wouldn't say it's a bad weight. Then, i stopped careing about myself. I didn't eat badly, but i hadn't exercized since i played softball my sophmore year of high school (i still haven't). I made a couple of half-hearted attempts to go out and walk with the stroller, but i decided it was more trouble than it was worth. And my lack of effort showed. Before i was pregnant with my daughter, i weighed 165--exactly what i weighed when i was in labor with my son. With that pregnancy, i gained 20 lbs, and lost only 10 of it. I've since gained that 10 back, bringing me up to my pregnancy weight for the second time. 185. I could be wrong, but i think 70 lbs is alot to gain in 4 years. i hadn't even really noticed (or cared, i guess) that things were getting out of control, even when my dad and grandma started making comments that they were conserned for my health. When i went to my grandma's house, and stepped on a scale (we don't have one in our house) out of curiosity, and i was a little startled. I now weigh more than my dad, and he's a stocky guy, lol. So anyway, i guess i need some ideas to get me started. First, i don't know how i can get any time to myself; i can't even keep the house clean. The kids are constantly under foot. I can't afford to go to a gym. Walking seems like a logical first step, but that would require alot of time from my husband to watch the kids (he works weird hours). I just can't think of a way to do this without somehow putting pressure on everyone else, and i can't get past all the excuses i'm making. I hope someone has a few words of wisdom for me, lol.