"She said she wasn't going to eat her dessert because she was going to the doctor in the afternoon and she would be weighed."
These are words uttered by my 8 year old daughter yesterday. The comment was made by a classmate of hers at GRADE SCHOOL.
My heart sank. This is it, this is where it all starts. No turning back.
But at 8 years old?? If you can't recall back, 8 years old is 3rd grade. Yes. All the stats show this is when body image issues start, and dieting comes into play, and girls self esteem across the land slide directly down the tubes with the rest of us…but somehow I wasn't expecting it. My girl was just born – wasn't she?
What do we expect when every New Year everybody and their brother is pitching the latest diet, Oprah herself is beating herself bloody over weight gain, TV is plastered with YOU ARE A FAT ASS ads, and Amazon carries over 14,000 diet books. Lord help me.
"We are too young for this. It's ridiculous."
Words uttered again – not by me – by my daughter.
I asked "Why?" as a smile spread across my face.
"We just are. We are kids. We aren't supposed to be thinking about that stuff. Because we are kids."
"That's right babe. That's right." I said knowing its best to hold back my over the top emotions on this subject.
As I looked at my angel face girl, I was so proud, and so scared, butterflies fluttering in my stomach. But then, this unexpected confidence came over me. We will be ok, we will work through these ugly years together, just like my mom and I did,
At least, that's my hope.