Evolving Evie...and Lien
I asked Evie a few nights ago if she liked herself and her answers surprised me in terms of their obstinacy. No amount of persuasion could deter her from the self knowledge that she was ugly, "too small", and fat. Evie, is one of the youngest and smallest children in her grade. There is only one other child who is smaller and that is because he may have some developmental issues. From our conversation, it's clear that some bullying has been happening at school where an unnamed and unidentified fourth grader has been telling Evie that she's too small to do anything and that she's an ugly little thing. Worse yet, some of her classmates have picked up on the teasing.
At one point, I was visibly angry and Evie backtracked to say that her friends don't say those things (her friends now include last year's Mean Girl). However, her physical stature is one that bothers her a great deal as well as her relative age being one of the youngest kids in class. Most of Evie's classmates will be turning seven during the school year while Evie herself only turned six a few months ago. Mentally, she is beyond capable of keeping up with her classmates, however, it sounds like some of her classmates see her as someone different than them.
I've had a few days to think about whether or not to get involved with the school and other parents regarding this issue now and I think, much as it pains me, that the best course of action in the long run, is to encourage Evie to believe in herself and her merits and allow her to develop a thicker skin. She's my first baby, my only little girl and sometimes I want to lock her in a protective cage to keep others from harming my precious child. I wish for something beyond reality, and that's for the world and life to be forever kind to my kids. But if the world is always kind and if they are never hurt, never exposed to negativity; how would they ever see the light and beauty in this world, themselves, and others? How does one, for example, teach the meaning of kindness without having knowledge of the opposite? Besides, I don't think it's even possible to put one's children in proverbial bubbles (though I'd check out the infomercial if someone invented one).
At bedtime, I told Evie once again, that she is beautiful and that people come in all shapes and sizes. Everyone has different abilities and capabilities. I reiterated Rachel's advice from last year of vocalizing her displeasure when someone is mean to her. I'm not sure she believed me, but she was empowered to speak up, and fell asleep peacefully.
I realize, this will be a conversation that we'll be having over and over and over again throughout the years. One friend emailed to say that perhaps little girls mirror the self esteem levels of their mothers despite what their mother's tell them. I appreciate the truth in that and have been trying to improve my own self image as well. Something I haven't remembered in years has been going through my mind in the last few days. I've mentioned in the past that I have some mild agoraphobia. I had been home from college for days without going outside. My little brother on his way out said to me, "You're not ugly you know." I cried after he left, confused because I didn't know what to believe about myself.
I wonder now, how a person who has my kind of emotional history can raise children with any kind of confidence level beyond low. The answer is of course, that I have to be more confident myself. So, to cap this long and meandering post which began with Evie, I'll end with Lien, who both hopes and fears that her daughter is a reflection of her mother.
(In the style of Angie's 3 Things) Here are three things I like about my physical self:
1)I like my face. My sisters and cousins tell me that I have the nicest facial complexion in the family -- clear and peachy. I've had male friends ask if I'm wearing make up when I'm not (I rarely do) so it's nice to know that my features stand out without needing makeup. My eyelashes are reasonably long and thick enough so I don't need much eyeliner or mascara to make them appear thicker. My lips don't need liner and are a decent color without lipstick. I'm a little unhappy with my nose but then so is Sarah Jessica Parker and I like my chin when I can see it and as a resting place for my hand.
2) I like my finger nails, my mom is a manicurist (oi, Vietnamese and nail salons, one day I shall rant and rant about that one) and she tells me I have very nice nails. All by their lonesome, they just need a quick buff to look like a french manicure.
3) Hmm, is it sad that I'm really pressed to come up with three? I'll have to get back to this one.
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RESPONSES:
Thank you bloggy friends for your comments of advice, cyber hugs, and support.
You give great advice. I'm going to stop talking about dieting (I've lost 15lbs since November, weight watchers really does work!) around the kids. I'll definitely keep up with the praise and affirmations. I'll also try to be on my best behavior regarding exercise and activity. I'm currently trying to convince J that we all need to find a family fitness activity that we all like. Some form of martial arts might be in order (as inspired by Ms. FingKASIL)
Sandra, I ordered that American Girl Real Beauty book. It looks like it has some great ideas on how to inspire Evie (and myself) to a better self image. Thanks for the suggestion!
Kim and Kimberley, I know right, SIX! It seems like the half life for an innocent and carefree childhood keeps getting shorter and shorter with every generation.
Alice, you hit on something that I think will be very important and that is consistency. The world can be unpredictable, but our home should be consistently a haven for love and support. In other words, it should be a home. How many ills of this world could be avoided if everyone had a safe and secure place to go to both physically and emotionally?
halfmama and Angela, thank you, thank you thank you for sharing and letting me know my Evie is not alone. HM, the concept of being happy with your looks is totally foreign to me too.
Hedgehog, I hope it's a phase too, but if not, I'm going to make myself ready for the long haul on this one.
PS I know everyone knows what Evie looks like, but in case you don't know, this is what I look like.
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Okay, so I didn't post about Evie because I really couldn't even think about what I would say if I had a daughter. Oddly enough, I was also the smallest in school--always was and at 5 feet continue to be smallest everywhere. Perhaps it will take Evie awhile (took me more than 20 years) to realize how lucky we petite girls are!
As for you, Lien, you are far more of a classical vietnamese girl than I--the high cheek bones, full lips, perfect eyebrows and oval face. NOTHING to be ashamed about!
Awe, your cute! Love the glasses.
My husband got a magnet that lists "101 ways to praise your child." It says things like, "You are responsible, You mean a lot to me, You learned it right, What an imagination, etc., etc." The basic idea is instead of just saying "good job," tell the child why what ever they did is right. So maybe tell Evie that she plays beautifully, she pronounces Vietnamese very well. Don't know if it will help, but its an idea.
In first grade I was the youngest, the shortest, and I grew the least. Now I'm 5'4", so I'm "average."
I'm glad you talked to Evie about it. Poor kid.
Cute picture. It's always nice to put faces to blogs.
You have a fabulous smile. And you know why? Because you're a fabulous person. And better yet, a wonderful mother. Well done for talking to Evie, trusting her to find the path herself, and supporting her. For what it's worth, *I* think you're doing everything right.
Lien...I like your cool hair and pic. Congrats on the 15 lb weight loss. That is 3 sacks of potatoes. A formidable accomplishment.
Throughout your blog, I note consistent love for both your kids. I think that is all we can do.
The minister at our church used a line from Forrest Gump today. When Sally Field is dying, her dying thoughts to Forrest are that her life was worth something because she was put on this earth to raise/love him. I haven't watched Forrest Gump in awhile and it's a Korean pastor's translation...but the thought is so wonderful...I think you were put on this earth to love your kids and you are doing a damn fine job!
Alice
love the photo! hope you think of #3, and then 4, and then 5 and I hope it just keeps going.
i was called "mama long legs" in elementary school because i was the second tallest girl in class. kids just tease anyone who's not "average." please give yourself and evie a big hug from me and ash.
You are fabulous, thank you for sharing your photo!
This must be so incredibly stressful for you, I know how you feel about the bullying as GirlChild experienced it last year, there are no easy answers or solutions, just go with your instincts. Sending you big hugs and warm thoughts.
Man this parenting thing is hard.
You and Evie are both beautiful, inside and out. It's a wonderful thing for you BOTH to realize and accept.
Bullying is so damaging. I remember feeling left out as a child and being so unequipped to handle it. As time went on somehow I got it in my head (I'm not sure if it was self-induced or due to my parents) that I needed to look out for myself. I grew more confident and when kids would say something obnoxious to me, I would just point out their ignorance and turn it around on them. After that we would become friends.
I'm not sure if sarcasm is the right thing to teach my kids but I suspect it's just the confidence I built addressing them. I also realized that kids liked to be called out for their stupidity just as much as other kids liked to be singled out for their race or differences, i.e. NOT AT ALL. No one likes to be laughed at. Let them know how it feels, is my philosophy.
But those moments of childhood isolation still rears its ugly head from time to time, and I have true moments of deep insecurity that G is convinced is due to being outcast as a kid. I don't disagree. But for the most part, I'm proud of myself that I was able to deal with those idiots at times.
In response to a previous post you wrote about Evie being so hard on herself, I found this article that I read last year. I printed it out and keep it next to my bed. It really resonated with me and my own upbringing. I'm not sure if it applies to Evie, but from what I can tell she sounds incredibly intelligent and thus perhaps puts more pressure on herself to excel at everything; then is extremely hard on herself when she is not perfect at tasks immediately. For some reason (maybe because of early test scores), I was told as a child that I was smart so when I wasn't good at something, I took that as extreme failure and it only made me feel like a poseur; like I was going to disappoint everyone when they finally realized my level of stupidity.
Wow. That's messed up.
I thought it was an interesting read, and have tried to change how I encourage or praise my own kids. I'm not AT ALL saying that is what you do or say or how you parent! But maybe some of the self-induced pressure is what Evie is experiencing. I realized the subtlest words might be counterproductive and I really had no idea. You would think, since I really related to this article, that I would have realized it but nope. Of course, since they are hardwired, Bean might take my words one way while Buddy may take them another way. I already see this happening. It depends on the child too.
As I said, this parenting thing is hard. F'ing hard.
(Sorry for another long comment.)
Bottom line. Confidence really does go a long way. And you and Evie both deserve to feel confident about everything you do and have. And not just because it's natural but because you both work damn hard to be the way you are.
...um, what halfmama said. :-) (dammit, this is the second time today that I had to follow a more eloquent/smart commenter... making me sound extra clumsy and pointless.)
Gorgeous, Lien. You know, I dread the day this will come up with LN... I think we, as this generation of parents, are much more aware of body image and self-esteem - the problem is that our parents tended to be not as aware so solutions don't always come to us readily. I know my mom still gives me and my sister a lot of psychological grief over our weight and body shapes.
It's wonderful that you are working this out... will have to refer back to these posts when my time comes...
(Oh, and Happy Birthday, sweet Lien!)
not pretty...beautiful. Beautiful.
And do you know how many people would KILL to have lips like yours? Dude, folks out there pay *doctors* to make them all sexy and pouty...you're a natural girlfriend.
Oh, and just to share and you can share it with Evie (since I'm sharing it with the rest of the world) when I was in elementary school this one kid called me "pancake face" because my face was flat -as in featureless, you know, the Asian face without a bridge on the nose, wide, round head, etc. Then in high school I knew that some guys called me "flat as a board" as in a board of plywood because I am flat chested. They just never stop, but we eventually learn to keep our heads up high and know who and what we are made of and from that we find true and meaningful friends who support us.
Hey, Happy Birthday! I forgot to add that earlier. And, I agree about your hair and lips. :)
Have a wonderful birthday!
I'd love to have lips like yours (mine are always chapped in the winter). Growing up I never really discussed image issue with my mum and in a way I wish I did. So it's good that Evie doesn't bottle these things up and tells you about it. One day she'll realise that she's unique and there's no need to compare herself to anyone else. But until that day, keep trying Lien, you're doing really well in helping her. By the way, happy birthday as well :)
No. 3 - not only do you have a pretty face, but you are friendly, kind and approachable and that all shows through your smiling face.
As for the thing with Evie, when someone called my daughter small, I wanted to tell her (but didn't) "someday that girl is going to wish to be your size!"
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