Madeline is 10 and just starting to come into her own.
Claiming and owning who you are and accepting yourself fully is one of the hardest things. As an adult I still struggle with this, so when Madeline asked me " Mom am I beautiful no matter what?" I was a little surprised.
She always had the highest self esteem out of all my children. When she was 4 a lady asked her "how did you get to be so pretty" Madeline without any thought replied "God painted me this way".
When people would tell her how precious or cute she looked she would always smile and say "yes I know, Thank You", I used to tell her it's not polite to say you know you're pretty, you're just supposed to say "thank you"...but then I stopped.
Why is it so wrong for her to think she's pretty? Wouldn't the world with all it's ups and downs be a little easier on a gal if she at least has confidence and thought she looked pretty?
So when she asked me if she was beautiful no matter what... I told her the truth;
How when she was born I could barely breathe because she was so beautiful and perfect . How her Dad and I even discussed that we couldn't believe the hospital hadn't made her "baby of the month" because she was the most beautiful baby ever born.
How when she started kindergarten at her first performance..she was one of the smallest in her class but her blue eyes would stare out from the crowd and put me in a trance. How her smile and laughter are contagious and never fail to out me in a good mood!
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