Once I hit my mid 30's I became about 10 pounds above my ideal weight. Then I had two kids back to back when I hit forty and now I'm 45 pounds above my ideal weight. My life is full-I have a job I love, a supportive husband and two scrumptious daughters. Being overweight really makes me sad. I just don't feel like "me" any longer. I go along accepting this new larger person for awhile and then I'll get a wake up call like seeing a photo or trying to buy new clothes and I'm floored that I've let myself go like this. I desperately want to lose weight. I sabotage myself late in the afternoon when I get home from work. 5-7p.m. is a deadly time for me. I always end up snacking. Must get control of this. My daughter just snuck out of bed-gotta run!