I am, by no means, a perfect mother. In fact, I am far, far, far from it. One thing I can say is that the moment my oldest daughter took her first breath, was the moment I first truly saw beauty.
Later in life, I would eventually have three more daughters. And each time was the same, my first words after their births was “she’s beautiful.” Now I know all parents believe that their children are beautiful and that is definitely true. However, these four girls are mine, and because of that, there are a lot of things you must know.
These girls have been told, almost every day of their life, that they are beautiful. Through the newly gap-toothed smiles and the double chins they think they have even though they don’t and the exasperating chat of how their bodies are going to change, they were told they are beautiful.
My point in telling you this is that, for all the effort I have put into telling my daughters that they are beautiful, one negative word or phrase from you will erase it all. Even though my girls are smart, if you say something hurtful, they will believe you, even if it’s not true. If you call her fat, she will think she’s fat. Maybe just at that very second, or maybe for the rest of her life.
I try to be the cool mom, the understanding mom, and in being so, you may have a little more leeway than most. What that means is that if you mistakenly say something to hurt my daughter and later try to change your mind, I may give you a second chance. But there are no third chances.
I’ve held my daughters as they cried for many reasons, so far none of them have been because of boys, but I know that day is coming. Understand that when you see the beautiful girl in front of you in her homecoming dress walking out to your car, I will be at the door seeing my little princess going to her first ball. And I will be waiting impatiently to make sure she makes it home okay.
Don’t get me wrong, I also know that my girls can have attitudes. I very much want you to put her in her place if need be. Don’t let her get away with being an ass. But do so, lovingly. Constructive criticism goes a long way. Sarcasm is a must in this family, but emotional abuse will not be tolerated.
My daughters are amazing and if you choose to be a part of one of their lives, you will do so knowing that I, as their mother, will know everything. I’ve made a point to let my girls know they can talk to me about anything, especially anything that upsets them. So I. Will. Know. Everything. About. You.
Call me crazy, that’s okay. I actually am. But you don’t want to see that side of me and for my daughters’ sakes you most likely won’t. However, know that it is there and will always be there.
My daughters are beautiful. All daughters are beautiful. And if you treat them wrong, you will never get the privilege of knowing them.