The post baby weight loss struggle (14th time)

I am soooooo unfit!
It's embarrassing.
I also cannot figure how I can run around all day and night and not only not shift a single pound but still be unfit as well.
It's not fair.
My metabolism and me are now officially at war.
I think it's winning at the moment.
I have never, EVER in all my pregnancies found it this hard to loose the weight.
My husbands favourite phrase seems to be 'It's your age'
Thanks, I really love being reminded of that one!
Genetically if you saw my grandmother and Aunties you would know why I try so hard.
God predisposed for me to have my father 'fat ' jeans, and not the one's you wear!
I was on a diet at 6. In fact I can't remember a time I wasn't on a diet.
I can't blame my mum. My dad died at 42 of a heart attack, his two brothers also died in their 40's of heart attacks. She obviously wanted to make sure I wasn't heading in the same direction.
Being a fat child, well very plump, in the 1960's and 1970's was unheard of. Not like today. I was one of about 3 or 4 'larger' kids at primary school where everyone else was stick thin.
It was with deep joy that I watched my very skinny best friend eventually fill out at 14 (Sorry Irene!) along with a whole host of my class. I was no longer in diet isolation.
At 17 I had had enough. I had shot up and at 5ft 8 was taller than my friends and also considerably heavier. I stopped eating. Very successfully actually.
I lost 4 stone in the same length of months. The Ed psych was called in to find the 'deeper meaning' behind such a dramatic loss. I hated him with a passion. The fact he weighed about 20 stone and dealt with Anorexics was perhaps funny!
At 18 I was an adult, so simply refused to see him any longer. By then I was skinny and hovered just above 7 stone (under and they were going to section me). I had successfully given my close group of friends either eating disorders or complexes about their weights and was in the grips of an obsession.
 I went off to Uni, met my hubby to be (who was very tall and very thin) and he had never met anyone who didn't' eat and could not understand it. I became a Christian, and slowly I got better, which meant getting fatter too :(
Throughout my adult life my weight remained an issue. Most of the time I kept it at a normal level, but I sank back into my anorexic ways about 14 years ago for a while whilst under a lot of pressure and having a close friend who was very bulimic and influential.
I am better now, but I still struggle with the whole image thing. I have had to control this because I have  8 girls and do not want any of them to have any sort of eating disorder. Thankfully genetics was kind to them and they have all been blessed with their fathers shape.
I have prided myself on always managing to loose the weight before the next baby came along. This time it's not working (not that I am planning anymore! but I do have a wedding)
I despise exercise with a passion. I have been going to the gym now for about 14 years on and off which is pretty good for someone who hates it!
Boot camp is a whole new level of desperation. I must be desperate to keep going!
It is work outs at an extreme level.
But good.
If I was doing it at home I would have given up long ago, but there you can't it's too embarrassing. You just have to keep going.
So there we are.
I will be back to report this weeks loss.
Last week was 2 lbs so it's going in the right direction at least.