Becoming a mother has truly changed my outlook. I feel like I see the world through a different set of lenses now. I reflect on my journey in life, my history, the pivotal moments that set the course for becoming who I am (the good & bad).
How we raise the next generation is one of the most important things we can do for our future. I think a lot about how I want us to raise our son.
It gets me thinking back to the first time I was called fat.
I was in grade 3.
That’s right… I was 7 🙄.
It was all about chasing boys and crushes.
I remember so vividly my crush coming up to me and saying:
“I was told I can’t like you because you’re fat”
I hardly even understood what it meant to be “fat.”
My crush and I had exchanged school pictures (LOL) and I went home that day and ripped up that picture into a ton of tiny little pieces. I didn’t know that at the time I was giving not only that little boy (who of course had no idea what he was saying-but unfortunately was still an ass hat throughout the rest of elementary, middle and high school) power over my worth, but also giving a word; a simple word so much power.
From then on I felt like my fate was sealed as a “fat girl” for the rest of my life. It navigated every decision I made from then until… I had my son a few months ago!
I want to raise my son to understand that our physical appearance doesn’t make a person less than or more than others.
Weight doesn’t define a person. Skin colour doesn’t define a person. Brand name clothes don’t define a person. Hair colour, style, make up etc. The list is endless.
If you have nothing nice or productive to say then don’t say anything at all 🤷🏼♀️
Women are just as important as men.
Consent comes from words not an outfit.
Respect all beings. Human or not.
Always be a part of the solution, not the problem.
Let’s raise the next generation through our actions.
Monkey see, monkey do; right?