I´ve heard that in order to fix a problem, you have to first admit that there is a problem. For a very vain woman like me, admitting that I am overweight is hard, specially knowing that I´ve had this problem for a very long time. I come from a family that is predisposed genetically to be wide. On my dad´s side, men are wide in their torso, while women have very wide hips. On my mom´s side there is the belly and the big but. I guess they didn´t leave me much of a choice, and from a very young age I noticed that I inherited traits from both sides. Looking so much like my grandma, was a hint that I might end up looking like her when I grew older, or even her mom who was a bit bigger. I mean they did birth like 12 kids my great grandmother and 5 my grandmother, but still, because my mom lived in denial for half of her life. She would blame her weight to "I gave birth to you two!" (My brother and me) And I grew up thinking that just because you had kids you ended up overweight, and though this might be true to some point, nothing says that you can´t get slimmer at some point after baby.

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Hi and welcome to another blog post at "The Happy Baby blog". Today I wanted to share my story on how I became thrifty. You see, my grandparents were middle-low class, since my great grandparents had quite a few kids. On my grandpa´s side there were 6 of them, and on my grandma´s side only 12 siblings. Mainly in the early 1930´s, they had to choose who would have a college education, and it was mainly for he boys, since women were expected to be housewives. Though understandable, both my grandparents were visionaries. They created their own business and raised to a higher class status. My grandfather was into construction and created the family business, and grandma was an artist who decided to give painting classes to people who could afford it.