The time had come for the presentation to an eight year old that not only does she have some extra weight to lose but all the good times at McDonald's and the unrestricted ability to eat as she please was about to cease. It seemed like really scary experiences were ahead.
I was told a story from a friend at work about a similar experience she had gone through with her child. When she and her husband attempted to get their daughter to stop eating extra sugar, they found candy hidden in the oddest places around the house. When they were able to put a stop to this, they then got calls from the school about how the child was overeating and/or eating unhealthy foods since she could not do it at home. In other words, their daughter felt she was justified in lying and hiding food in order to continue fulfilling what she was missing. My wife and I could only pray that we did not have to deal with the issues that this couple did.
We sat our daughter down and explained that it would be better for her health if she cut out the sweets and the junk foods. We also made it clear that nothing else would change, like the weekend outings and the trips to the toy store when she and her sister were good. Her answer to all of this was "Okay". We waited for the "Willy Wonka" revolution but there was none.
As the months rolled by, we were amazed by the reaction of our daughter. She followed every food restriction without a fuss. She ran and played as she had always done and the new dietary routine that was set up for her simply became part of her life. By the time she was nine years old, it was amazing to see the difference in the way she looked.
As much as I would like to take a big part of the credit for the weight reduction, there was another factor going on which was really driving the little guinea pig. As much as my wife and I wanted her to lose the weight for her health, our daughter wanted to follow through with the program because SHE wanted to look a certain way. She was headed towards teenage years and wanted to change her image. It seemed that the little darling had a master plan of her own.
I worried for a while that she would relapse and gain the weight back but that never happened. I guess she liked the way that she looked
Here she is at age ten, then age eleven and then age twelve.
By age thirteen there was no stopping her. The love and concern that she had gotten from her parents helped but the dream that she had and the love that she had for herself is what drove her across the finish line and beyond. Not only is she still my little cutey but she is a true inspiration for me. She made me as a father proud, that she was so determined and she succeeded. The End.
Sharing a special part of yourself can only make others happy.