This is one of my
issues, actually.
I do not question that the media and society have some influence over a woman's self esteem, but our own family and mothers are a thousand times
more important.
It always irritates me when mothers fixate on external causes for their daughters' body image issues. Like, Barbie is constantly attacked for her unrealistic standards of beauty.
Y'know, I always had a huge collection of Barbies as a kid, and never once thought I should look like an 11.5" plastic doll.
Nor did anyone else I know.
Ninety-nine percent of your self-image comes from your immediate family. I have two female cousins, raised by my mom's sister. The differences...
My mother never made a single negative comment about herself or her appearance in my hearing. My aunt has always been obsessed with losing weight. (My aunt is generally smaller than my mother, too, and I swear to you that woman's breasts don't sag even at fifty-eight--after 5 kids!) So my cousins have always been concerned with how much they weighed. My cousin Becky...she almost cried when she stopped being a size 0! And it has
never occurred to me to not like myself. Never.
I remember when my eldest was a newborn, reading a blog written by one of my favorite authors, where she talked about seeing her then-two-year-old looking at her thighs in the mirror and frowning. She said she realized Trinity had picked that up from her, that whether she weighed 140 or 104 she always frowned at her thighs, always thought they were too big. And her toddler picked it up.
So I'm careful to model good things for my daughters. I don't ignore looks like a lot of folks say you should, because I don't think that's really realistic. Looks are too important in society. But as soon as they start noticing their reflection in mirrors--even before they realize
they're the other baby they see--I start telling them how pretty they are. The two most common phrases in this house are "Go look at yourself in the mirror and see how pretty you are" and "Go show daddy how pretty you are." (He's always sure to tell them they're pretty, and he points them to me too.) I do call my chubby girl chubby and my skinny girl skinny, but I am very careful to cast it in a positive light either way. (I had a skinny friend who was always trying to gain weight, so if Bobbie stays a stick I want her to know it's OK.) And it seems to be working. I know that Bobbie is more than willing to use
anything as a mirror. That girl will stop in the middle of the sidewalk to admire her reflection in a window.
Now, to be honest, I didn't see this show, so I can't comment on it directly. I don't like Oprah; I've tried watching her show a couple of times and been bored silly. But I do have to weigh in that I find it interesting that Oprah, of all people, should be talking about
anyone being obsessed with weight and beauty!