I have struggled my whole life with being self conscious. In my teen years I dealt with eating disorders multiple times. Now, as an adult, and a mother of 2, I struggle with it just as much as I did in highschool. Maybe even more.
This month, I have had three conversations with my five year old daughter about calories and fat because of things that she has heard, and repeated. Yes, some things she heard in her own home, from her mother's mouth. Others she has heard from neighbor girls or friends. I know that I can't protect her from what she hears outside of my home, but I can help prepare her on how to love herself no matter what other's say. It makes me so sad that I'm already having these kinds of conversations with her at this age. I thought I had a few more years to prepare for this!?
How can I teach my daughter how to love herself how she is, because that is how God made her....when I struggle with it on a daily basis? I have learned on numerous occasions that being a parent isn't just teaching your child. It (more times than not) is your child teaching YOU as well.
God tells us that we should "love our neighbors as ourself" (Matthew 22:39). How exactly are we supposed to love ourself? Just the inside? We can't love what's on the inside if we don't love what's on the outside. Likewise, we can't love what's on the outside if we don't love what's on the inside. Being a mom has made my struggle even harder because heaven knows, there's so much to be unhappy with. The extra baggage, the stretch marks. But I'm starting to learn to be happy with it because it is what God made my body to do. My body wasn't made just to walk around and look pretty. My body was made to carry babies. And I have carried two amazing babies for (a total of) 18 months. That extra baggage and those stretch marks are proof of what I've done. Of what my body did. They teach me to be proud. They remind me what my job is and how I need to grow and be better at it on a daily basis.
I'm so excited to teach my daughter about what her body is capable of. About all the amazing parts and pieces that God created so she can one day make a baby and let life grow inside of her, and to raise up her daughter (or son) (but we'll go with daughter since this family can't produce boys) to be just as amazing as she is. I love seeing God use my daughters to help me grow as a wife, mom, woman, and child of His.