I had a bit of a revelation today. Some of you will probably be thinking, ‘well duh’, but I think I’m understanding it in a deeper way.
As I accept myself for who I am, I have the freedom to accept my children for who they are. There is less fear of what people may think and less pressure on my kids. My children do much better and are happier when I can accept them in all their strengths and weaknesses. They, in turn, learn to accept themselves. And I believe they will be less likely to try to conform to become something they are not because they will be content with who they are (and that stems from their mother being content with who they are to begin with).