My wife and I are bad parents….more parents should admit that.
Last night was another wake up call; our 9 year old son has to wear adult 1xl shirts now. He’s over 5 ft tall and weighs way more than a kid his age should- there is no reason to post his weight because we know it but it’s way, way over where it should be; and that is 100% our fault.
I remember growing up as a fat kid- I got bullied daily, I couldn’t do the stuff other kids did like pull ups and running that stupid mile. My mom couldn’t find clothes that fit me so I dressed like an idiot and it was just a shitty time for me all around and I remember thinking “this is my mom’s fault.” And honestly, it was.
My dad left when I was just a baby and I was an only child so it was always just me and my mom and she spoiled me and gave me everything I wanted…even if that wasn’t good for me. I don’t remember eating veggies but I remember homemade fried chicken, fried pork chops, tons of mac and cheese and just tons of food in general. Our special days were going to Giovanni’s and eating the pizza buffet and since we were poor, we always looked for the “value”- why pay $6 for a salad when you can pay $5 and eat all the pizza and garlic bread you can stuff in your chubby little body; that stuck with me.
You see it all the time- you can pay this much for one thing but just add a little more and we’ll give you TWO…what a great deal and, I mean, since you bought both…you have to eat both.
Our son is already obese and it’s 100% our fault- we didn’t teach him the right way to eat (mostly because we are just learning ourselves), we have let him set on his laptop or watch TV and get almost no exercise and we have stuff McDonald’s down his throat for 9 years because it made him happy, he got a toy and it was quick and easy.
I had focused the last 3-4 months or trying to get him to eat better and just maintain his weight, hoping he would hit a spurt and “grow into it” and that mostly worked but we slacked and he’s gained 5 lbs in a couple of weeks and after measuring him and seeing that he’s already over 5 ft, there isn’t much room to grow into anything at this point.
So, what’s the plan….
I’m going to start tracking (and try to teach him) what he eats through the day and how to understand calories, carbs, fats and proteins and why certain things are good and why they are bad. When we hit the grocery store- no more Little Debbies, cans o’ chili or cookies. We are going to start only having fruits and veggies and healthy snacks- he can eat the healthy stuff or not- either way, it should help keep his calories down.
As for exercise, we each have a kettlebell so I’m going to start getting him to do some stuff with me, then we are going to throw the “heavy ball” and make a game out of it and then we are going to use the punching bag- one of us on each side and just punch stuff. We may even throw on some hip hop cardio stuff and just dance around. Then, we are going to either walk at the park each night or, if it’s raining, just go to Wal-Mart and walk up and down…whatever it takes.
Love, Peace and Sharkyness