Earlier this week, my beautiful and amazing three year old lifts up her shirt, rounds out her tummy and proudly proclaims what a big round tummy she has. I stopped in my tracks, and of all of the things that were running through my mind, I stopped myself and told her she had a beautiful tummy.

She grinned and went back to playing.

I am embarrassed by my pause, but in the end, I think I did okay. It just makes me realize how young girls can be when they could first start to hear and internalize body negativity. It's something that ahs been on my mind since, and I hope I can handle it better in the future.