When I was 14, I had control over little in my life. My weight was one thing I could control, and I went to college weighing exactly 102 lbs. I actually lost 2 lbs that year, while everyone else was gaining the freshman 15.
When I look at Zoe and Maya, eating tons, but bodies super healthy, because they eat right and exercise...well, if you have ever been there,you get it. Here is my Maya, totally proud of her own body, not at all self conscious or worried as so many other girls her age are.
Zoe is comfortable in any clothing, but also doesn't feel the need to reveal any more of it that she wants ( p.s., Zoe is not in these pics because she was at a sleepover, and not because she isn't an equal part of all this).
Zoe is comfortable in any clothing, but also doesn't feel the need to reveal any more of it that she wants ( p.s., Zoe is not in these pics because she was at a sleepover, and not because she isn't an equal part of all this).
I wish I could explain to you, as an ex bulimic, what it means to give that to them, to have gotten my personal crap dealt with in time for them to not see me standing in a mirror picking myself apart. All it took for me, was for Zoe to tell me that it was not anything in her head, but the things she heard coming out of my mouth about myself that made her start looking for negative things about her own body. I stopped that day.
I don't look in the mirror and see perfect. I know I have plenty still to go, (and the shirt is a joke from a friend, it's our newest all Spanish program), but I think my smile says it all about how I am feeling.
I'm sharing this with you, because I know there are other moms out there, looking miserably in the mirror, wishing they felt better...and your daughter is behind you, watching that, starting to create her own body image impressions. I want to help give you the tools to make those impressions positive.
If you are interested in making some changes, ask us how in the comments.
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