Hi!!! My name is Jeannette DeBoer. I was named after my beautiful and amazing grandmother, who sadly passed away a couple years ago. My friends and family call me Jeannie. I am 31 years old. I have been with Eric for over 12 years, and we have been married the last (almost) 6 of them. Together we have 2 of the most awesome kids ever!!! 2 boys, Quinton & Nolan, ages 10 and 9. I work outside the home, and really enjoy my job.
As a child I was always a lil bigger than the rest of my friends- or at least I felt that way. Looking back at pictures then, though, I do not see a heavy child. Even in High School, I felt bigger than everyone else. Again, looking back now, on my senior pics, I am like...... WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!!? I would do ANYTHING to be that FAT again!!!!!! So its obvious to me that I have a distorted self image.
In and right out of HS I weighed right around 150, give or take. Sounds high, but I will post pics soon. I had always dreamed of being a doctor since I was little. In HS I took CNA classes and became certified. I hated that job, and never persued it. I met my first real "love" (or so I thought) after I graduated. We dated for about a year, then broke up. He was moving to Arizona for school. As the story turns out, he invited me to move to Las Vegas to stay at his parent's house, so I could go to UNLV and study thier Radiology program. I had it set in my mind that I would be a doctor of radiology. I did move, I went to CCSN for one semester until I was accepted to UNLV. But I got home sick, and back Quincy I went. That is when I met Eric. We got pregnant and the rest is history really.
Eric and I's relationship has not been easy to say the least. I am not going to spend a lot of time here. I am sure I could re-visit this in the future, as I am sure it has played a huge part in my addiction to food.
I basically want to add that it was when I went through my first pregnancy that I gained majority of my weight. I went from 150 to 223 the day I went in to labor. Thats 73 pounds!!! I lost 20 after giving birth to Quinton. For many months I hated looking in the mirror- my body was even more distorted, and I was so tired from being a single mother.
Then within a year, I am pregnant with Nolan. I never went over 223. That was always my highest. For several years after the pregnancy, I struggled with depression. I didnt know I was, honestly. I never thought of myself as a depressed person. I always wore a smile. I was treated, and for a long time I felt much better. I even started Weight Watchers for the first time. This was at least 4 years ago. It took a long time, but I dropped down to 174!!! I still had a ways to go, but about 50 pounds lighter I felt better than I had in a long time! I will post pics of that too!
Unfortunately, over the years, I have gained it back, and then some. I have been eating terribly. I am out of control, and it is sickening. My kids have my bad eating habits, and I hate it.
I will give you my official weigh in number Monday. My scale at home needs a battery- my clothes are tight- I am nervous to see how high I have gotten. I know its more than 230. Yikes....
But this is now the past- and I am on to a brighter, more positive future, and I encourage all to join me!!!
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