Yep, that was me. I was always the chubby kid. Sometimes angelic, sometimes pretty but always always chubby. It is sadly an enduring memory from my childhood and I remember so many occasions from a young age where people would describe me as the chubby one and my sister as the skinny one. This Christmas my Grandad even kindly announced to Molly as we looked at photos that he always remembers me being ‘The little dumpy one’. That made my Christmas I can assure you.

Most of the names were said in jest and I was luckily never really bullied. The ‘chubby’ comments from family were in an affectionate way I’m sure but growing up I didn’t realise that.

Looking back at photos I’m not even sure I really was really that chubby. Yes, I had a round face and I went through stages of being plump as most kids do but I was by no means massive. A lot of it was my build. I’m quite tall at 5ft 9 which I actually dislike. If I was tall and willowy I don’t think I’d mind but I’m more of the tall and broad build that makes me feel like a bit of a giant wherever I go. It doesn’t help that all my friends throughout my life have always been teeny tiny doll like things. As a child I was always in clothes a good year or two older than I was due to my height and I’m pretty sure I went straight from kids ranges in to size 12.

The reason for this post is not to moan about my weight or nicknames as a child (Although on that note I think ‘Whale Brick’ from my darling cousin is probably the one I remember most!!!) but is more about the lasting impression these things can have on children, even from a really young age.

At a team meeting a while back we were all discussing how concerned we were that our little girls would grow up with body issues or concerns and most worryingly from a pretty young age. It’s quite a scary thought and I hope with all my heart that Molly and Alice grow up happy and comfortable with who they are.

I am definitely aware of how much I took in from a very young age. Being called chubby or podgy and seeing all these other ‘skinny’ people and wanting to be like that. Without going in to too many details my mum has a strange relationship with food and I distinctly remember watching her stand in front of the mirror saying how fat she was and thinking ‘if she’s fat what am I?’. I was about nine and not long after I went on my first diet. I used to take a pitta bread, carrot sticks and apples for my school lunch. It made no difference and to be honest, as has been the same my whole life, I have no willpower. I like food too much!

Despite everything I experienced in the ‘chubby’ stakes I have found myself falling in to exactly the same trap with Molly and Alice and I could kick myself. Molly has always been a teeny tiny willowy thing. All long legs and skinny arms. Alice on the other hand is, shall we say, a little stockier. Her rolls and chubby legs were just the cutest and although she has changed as she has grown up she is still my little cuddly girl. And therein lies my issue. Everyone, including me, always talks about cute ‘chubby’ Alice. She is not chubby, just a gorgeous normal girl and I’m doing what I said I wouldn’t.

I am trying my hardest to not say anything like this around Alice now. I’m also trying really hard not to mention my own weight or being ‘on a diet’ in front of them nor to step on the scales when they are around. Instead they watch me exercise and know that is good for you but also that you can have little treats when you want. Ok, so the treats have been pretty much every day over Christmas but we are slowly reigning that back!

It is so hard in today’s society and even if I do encourage healthy attitudes at home I worry they won’t avoid it later in life and it scares me that I can’t protect them from that.

I wish that I could be one of those people who loves their body and what they look like but I fear I probably never will. I don’t know if the names from my childhood are part of the reason for that or if there is some ingrained genetics. Who knows. I just know that I don’t want my girls to have those same concerns.

So my question to you is do you worry about your children’s attitude to food in regards to weight and how you talk about body shapes in front of them? As always, please do share your thoughts.