Thursday, April 10, 2014

Beautiful

I was brushing my teeth in my bathroom as Gia Luna (5) watched me from the edge of the tub.

Gia Luna: "Mommy, when I grow up will I be as beautiful as you are?"

I choked on my toothpaste.

I saw her sweet little reflection in the mirror, her face earnest as she waited for a response she hoped would be affirmative. In all sincerity, she was hoping to be assured that she could look like...me.

My brows furrowed, my mind raced. Are you kidding me? I thought. Are you really setting the bar that low? You are gorgeous, you are radiant, you are young and unstoppable! Why would you want to look like me, when you actually look like you? Good God girl! You have flawless skin, puffy lips, big blue eyes and your father's metabolism. Haven't you noticed my nose is too big? My hair is a fire hazard? My..... and then I stopped.

Is that really who I want to be?

Fighting with passion so others will realize how unattractive I am? My five year old daughter tells me I am beautiful and I am disagreeing with her? I have this moment to show her how to handle a compliment with grace, to be comfortable in loving yourself, to show her strength is a part of beauty.

I was not going to fuck it up.

"Yes." I said, biting my tongue so I didn't say "You will be even more beautiful! Way prettier than I have ever dreamed of being!"

Gia Luna didn't need to hear that. She just needed to know she could be like her hero, and that hero is me.

And that is really beautiful.

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  2. I just found you from a Facebook friend posting your post about the bikini. That was a great post and a great statement. So, I read on. I am more surprised that no one has commented on THIS post. Seriously? What you shared here was huge (and beautiful). Are none of your followers moms? I mean come on, we have all been there with our daughters in some sort of fashion. With me it was to make sure I never said anything negative about my body in from of my daughter like, "My boobs are too small, or my belly is fat, I hate it." You handled it well and you are beautiful!

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    1. Thanks so much. So happy people are reading this piece - it was raising a girl in a nutshell for me.

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    2. ^Same here. I found my way here from the bikini post. :) I loved this one, too, and have had a similar moment with my little one. :)

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  3. Came here after reading your post in Huffington. But it is this article that really sealed the deal. Keep doing the next right thing!

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  4. I am crying happy tears and then going to cuddle my sleeping toddler. Thanks for this beautiful reminder.

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