Up until about five years ago, I had some pretty serious issues with self confidence.
The night before my first day of kindergarten, I had a meltdown because I didn’t think I was smart enough to start school.
I spent all of middle school thinking I was overweight. Like really overweight.
(That’s me in 7th or 8th grade. Um… what? I was skinny!)
I spent all of high school thinking I was ugly and comparing myself to every other girl I saw.
It was tiring. And it sucked.
I have no idea how those thoughts ever even got into my head, why I thought I was unattractive, or why I had no confidence.
And I have wanted to make sure that none of that bullshit ever enters any of my daughters’ heads (or my sons’ heads, for that matter).
Last night I took this picture of Numbers 3, 4, and 5.
After I took it, Number 5 asked if she could see it.
“Awww. I look so cute!” Number 5 exclaimed upon checking herself out.
“Why do you always say you look so cute?” Number 4 asked her.
Number 5 just looked at her.
“Because I love me!” she answered.
I didn’t really know what to say.
I was in shock.
I don’t know that I have ever uttered those four words consecutively.
And I am aware that I may be walking a fine line between self confidence and narcissism with her.
I want the kids to love and value the beauty of their insides as much as, or more than, their outsides.
But my daughter loves herself.
She loves herself!
That must be a great feeling to have at five years old.
And I am going to do my best to make sure that never, ever changes.
Maybe I should start by modeling that same behavior.
Because you know what?
I may not be perfect.
But I love me, too.
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