And she's past the issue right on down to Baby Girl. She immediately chimed in with how fat she was, too. She's not yet six! And this morning wasn't the first time I've heard it from her. Now granted, she's smaller and will probably have to battle her weight like I do when she gets older but she sure as heck is not fat right now. She's too active (my issues cropped up when I started spending most of my days on my rear in front of a computer). Neither of my children are fat by anyone's standards.
At first I laughed it off. I told them in no uncertain terms they weren't fat, but I laughed it off as just girl stuff. I mean, who didn't worry about her waistline in high school? But they aren't in high school. And this subject has come up more than once. After further discussions I've realized some of this is coming from the other girls at school - not that they're saying my kids are overweight but that they themselves are. Jeez, that makes me sad. These girls aren't even in the double digits and they're already focused so hard on body image.
Unfortunately, I think I've probably added to the issue unintentionally. I do battle with my weight and am off and on diets on a regular basis. I mean I try not to make a big deal about it but it's hard to miss when mommy's eating something different for dinner than everyone else.
This whole issue is making me question society's view of body image - for myself and the girls. I honestly don't want them growing up worrying about every bite of food they put in their mouths. That just sucks all the fun out of life - and eating. Not to mention that one of Sweet Pea's favorite things is to cook. She spends so much time watching Food Network that we call her the little Rachel Ray. She enjoys food. I don't want that to change because someone says the scale should be a certain number.
I don't want to make this into a bigger issue than it is so I've taken the low key approach of being adamant that they aren't fat and don't need to worry about their weight only when they bring the subject up. Anyone have other suggestions for handling the situation? Are my girls the only ones bringing weight into their sphere of existence long before I expected them to (or think they should)? Was I just a weird child and this really is normal?