Katie’s fairy-tale fat fight helped her childhood ambition come true...
From the minute I first clapped eyes on Ariel in The Little Mermaid, I’ve wanted to be a Disney princess. I was 4 and my nan, Kath, had taken me to the cinema.
I don’t think I’ve stopped singing the soundtrack since!
I’ve always loved singing… signing up for every school play, driving my mum and dad nuts with my constant warbling.
‘I’m going to be a Disney princess one day,’ I’d tell my mum, Debbie.
I didn’t have the princess dresses my friends had growing up. Money was tight.
But when I got older, my parents splashed out on singing lessons for me.
Determined to work in theatre, I quit my academic subjects at sixth-form college in favour of a BTEC in Performing Arts.
My parents were disappointed but, after seeing me play Cinderella, they came round. Mum saw it three times! When I finished my course, my dreams of playing a fairy princess on the big stage fell by the wayside.
I was 18 and rebellious. I got a job as a care worker and focused on going out with my mates instead.
It wasn’t until I was 20 and I met Alex, 30, that I rediscovered my love of singing.
Alex encouraged me to join a theatre group, and I even won £1,000 in a karaoke contest!
But that’s as far as it went – and a few years later I fell pregnant with my first child, Amelia.
I loved my daughter, but I felt hopeless.
Convinced I was a terrible mum, I fell into a deep depression.
Worst of all, Alex was working away for weeks on end as a drummer in a band. I started comfort eating. I’d stuff myself with biscuits, chocolate and crisps.
My size 8 clothes got tighter and tighter, and I started wearing loose-fitting trousers.
When Amelia was 3 months, I
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