Why I’m not raising my little girls to be delicate, good & pretty

A mom’s guide to bringing up girls who are ready to make their mark on the world.

By Samantha Steele

As I sit down to write this article, my three beautiful babies are fast asleep, breathing deeply, their perfect long lashes fluttering on their strawberry pink cheeks. What does it take to raise women, I wonder, looking at them?

My first thought, an instinctive, knee-jerk reaction, is: Keep them safe. Protect them from the world. Protect them from the mean people, the cruel ones, the jeering laughs.

Protect them from the magazines and Instagram accounts that make them fall out of love with their perfect bodies.

Protect them from the mansplainers, the interrupters, the over-confident jerks who make them doubt themselves. Protect them from the nightmares: the molesters, the rapists, the killers.

Can I take their tinkly laughs, their pudgy tummies, their sparkly eyes and put them in a jar, and keep them safe forever?

I wish I could do that, but I can’t. It’s no life at all, one lived in a jar. If you’re shut out from the bad, terrible, no-good things in the world, you’re also shut out from the joy, the happiness, the sunshine after a storm when the grass smells like rain.

They can’t live in a jar. I need to raise them to live in the world.

So, here’s what I’m doing.

I’m teaching them the lessons I wish I’d learnt – the lessons I learnt the hard way growing up in a world that is only now learning to value women.

Since I was born, in the 80s, we’ve gone through some major revolutions:

  • The term “mansplaining” was coined and legitimised the feelings of being talked over, interrupted, and treated as “less than”, that many women experience.
  • The gender pay gap is visible and has become illegal.
  • The #MeToo movement cascaded across social media with people sharing their all too common stories of sexual assault and rape (with celebrities like Harvey Weinstein and Bill Cosby punished for their crimes).
  • The concept of the “mental load” of motherhood became more common, and people started to understand the invisible labour that many mothers and women do.
  • #BodyPositivity and alternative body shapes are more catered for. I used to write the ELLE South Africa body positivity column and a major fashion label catering to bigger bodies in such a loving way is its own revolution.

My goal: I’m going to give them their own jars. I’m teaching them that their opinions matter. That they can be assertive and confident and value their own thoughts without being brash and mean.

I’m teaching them about gender roles. Daddy and mommy both cook. Mommy drives them everywhere. My 3-year-old is often “fixing” things with her little wooden spanner, and I love that about her (I, alas, am not so useful around the house).

Their bodies are functional: they’re for climbing, jumping, and running. They aren’t delicate things that need to look pretty.

They can have boundaries. They’re allowed to say no. No to hugs, no to “one more bite,” no to a jersey.

My three little munchkins are not good girls. They’re in touch with their own emotions, they’re in charge of their own bodies, and they are learning to trust themselves.

They aren’t going to be valued for their physical appearance. They’re going to be valued for their minds, their thoughts, and the value they add, and not just for well-maintained hair and an Instagram body.

As I watch their breath rise and fall, and three tiny mouths suckle in their sleep, I’m glad that their goal, growing up, won’t be to be a “good girl.” They are going to be so much more than that.

  • This article first appeared on the Change Exchange, an online platform by BrightRock, provider of the first-ever life insurance that changes as your life changes. The opinions expressed in this piece are the writer’s own and don’t necessarily reflect the views of BrightRock.

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