I recently celebrated the 50-pound mark in my weight loss journey. I don”t say that to brag (ok, maybe I”m bragging a little!), nor will I go into the specifics of how and why (maybe in another post), but I say it to set the stage for this post. You see, even when I reach my goal weight, I imagine it will take some time to quiet the voice of the ghost of my overweight self. I”ll still have stretch marks. Like most women, I”m sure I won”t be 100% happy with my body….although, maybe I will surprise myself and feel confident in the skin I am then in.
But you know what? That voice, the battle with the scale, the unhealthy relationship with food….none of that is something I want to pass along to my daughter. Obviously I want her to be healthy even into adulthood, but just as important, I want her to be confident in her own body.
I don”t remember exactly when I became self-aware that I was a little chubbier than necessary, but I DISTINCTLY remember a family member giving me a hard time about food, and saying, “Once on the lips, forever on the hips!” I don”t think he meant it to be mean, however, those words have stuck with me all my life. And I bet if I asked that certain family member, he probably wouldn”t remember saying it at all. I hope my daughter never hears words that stick with her in such a negative way-especially from me.
So how do I not pass on this voice to the next generation? I have no clue. I have no idea if what I”m doing is “right,” however, I think my husband and I have done a good job about creating an open dialogue about eating healthy foods, letting sweets casino online & desserts be for “sometimes,” (although let”s be honest, my kids think that ANY time is a good time for dessert!) and that exercise is good for you. I feel like at her age, that”s all she needs to know. She doesn”t need to know that eating too much and not moving enough will cause problems down the road, and since we”ve made exercise a family affair, (We”ve started walking/bike riding after dinner again that it”s not 100 degrees outside anymore!) she thinks we are having fun in the process. And we are!
Recently, we went on a family vacation to the beach towards the end of the summer, and of all things I forgot to pack, it was my swimsuit. So, I had to buy another one…have you ever been swimsuit shopping at the end of the season? Slim pickins”, my friends. All I could find was a one-piece. However, instead of trying to hide my legs (a body part I”m definitely not comfortable with!) I walked around the beach & pool in my one piece. Was I the hottest thing out there? No, but I may have been the palest! I certainly didn”t feel confident inside, but I hope I modeled confidence to my daughter.
I guess in the end, that”s all that matters.