I remember being a child and seeing a lot of nakedness in my house. I remember my mum’s breasts sagging down and thinking how droopy they were, seeing her private parts and marveling at how hairy they were. There was hair everywhere! I remember seeing my dads actual penis more times than I can remember, and thinking to my child self how much it looked like a smaller sized elephant’s trunk. And although I may have thought it was a bit gross at the time, I can not thank my parents enough for doing that. For being naked around me. I grew up knowing what ordinary bodies should look like, and as a result feeling very comfortable with my own body and the changes it has gone through from puberty, through motherhood and to this day now.
And so I go naked in front of my child. I let her see my shriveled breasts that nursed her for 15 months. I want her to see my squidgy tummy which carried and nurtured her for 9 months of her life in-utero. I want her to grow up knowing that having hair down there is a normal part of being a woman. And I need her to know what a normal body looks like – not these air-brushed to hell figments of someone’s imagination which are causing an epidemic of self esteem issues in women fueled by magazines and bill boards, no not those fakers.
I want her to know that a woman’s body is an incredible thing, a thing that should be fully functional – not just something to be looked at but something that has a purpose. Something that should be strong and nurtured and can do amazing things. Not just something to squeeze into tiny outfits and get in the way of all the important things we need to achieve in this world.
A woman’s body is her body and is nobody else’s business. It shouldn’t be judged or accepted on someone else’s terms, or get in the way of what her mind wants to do. I want my daughter to love and accept her body, so I choose to love and accept my own body. Because in a world where the perception of a woman’s body has become so far removed from what it should be, something’s got to change, and that change starts with us. And that’s why I go naked in front of my child. Because I want her to be body positive too.
Do you go naked in front of your children? What do you think about my reasons above? Do share in a comment below.