food shaming

I have five children. At birth, they weighed anywhere from 7.5 to almost 11 pounds.

We’ve all seen it: the advertisement lingering on the righthand side of your browser, with the words “5 Foods You Should Never Eat.”

I don’t care what Donald Trump eats, or any other president for that matter. I don’t care if he exercises. Health is not guaranteed under any circumstance.

I grew up in a fatphobic household — one that was created by my mother’s fear of getting and staying fat.

We went out on Saturday as a family — a full day left with the infamous unicorn frappuccino still on the menu. The idea was to taste the fairy-tale magic.