In a few seconds, you’re either going to love me or report me to the authorities- I’m afraid there may not be a middle ground here.
This morning, I put this sweater on, looked in the mirror and said, “Man, this sweater is cute as f*%$!” Except, I really said that terrible word.
Not a second later, my sweet two year old exclaims, “I’m cute as f*%$!” And, yes, she really said that terrible word, too.
I laughed. I mean, I really laughed. Because, you know what? She is cute as f*%$ and I hope she never forgets that.
In a few years, someone is going to tell her that she isn’t. They’re going to make her feel less than. She’s going to be bombarded by “perfection” on social media and television and amongst her peers and she’s going to question her self worth.
So, I’m going to keep telling myself I’m smart enough, strong enough, brave enough, cute as f*%$ enough. And, I’m going to make sure my three girls keep hearing it, too.
I am enough. You are, too. 👊🏼