My heart is broken... Yesterday I took my son for his 3 years old check up. I was afraid that the Pediatrician would tell me that my son was close to be an overweight kid but I was not prepared for what he actually told me. He entered the room, greeted us and follow with "We have to stop this NOW. Your son is OBESE. As of today 09/12/2011 you will clean your pantry. NO bread, pizza, pasta, rice, sodas, candies, etc...." Then he followed explaining that if we do not take action NOW, my son will get diabetes in less than two year. After this, he just hit me with: "Mom, he was just fine until 18 months." After 18 months, I allowed my son to have pizza, sodas, popcorn, etc. etc. etc. My son weights 58 pounds, 28 more than he should.
As I heard the doctor talking, my mind was in my childhood times. I just could think that my story was repeating in my son. The Doctor asked me "Who is taking care of this kid? Is the grandmother, right? Yes, is my mom who takes care of my son. The same person that took care of me and allowed me to eat everything I wanted. Then he told me that the problem is that hispanic grandparents think that chubby kids are healthy kids. But we cannot blame this problem on her. My husband and myself have a lot to do with this too.
I feel I am responsible of my son's healthy status. I allowed my family to feed him with junk food. How it is possible that after all situation I have been in as an overweight child and obese adult, I did not take care of my son's eating habits. OMG, this is the worst feeling ever, I am killing our son with food.
The good thing out of this is that my husband finally understood that he cannot continue eating the stuff he was eating and bringing home all those cookies, donuts, sodas, etc. We had adopted a zero junk diet to help my son lose weight and be healthy. I followed the doctors instructions: Clean your pantry. After 3 big kitchen bags (and a almost empty pantry), I can say that we are in good direction. I have prepared a daily meals and exercise log to keep track of what my son is eating. Tomorrow I am taking my son for a extensive blood work. My son will be going to his doctor every month to follow up his progress.
I am still crying but I am think we will get him down to 30 pounds, where he should be for his age.
This is my son during his 3rd birthday celebration. The theme: M&Ms, his favorite candies...