Just over two months ago, I found out I was 20 weeks pregnant. A few minutes later, I found out I was pregnant with a little girl. It was a moment as thrilling as it was horrifying. I mean, I could relate to a girl. I've been one for a quarter of a century or so. But I couldn't shake the feeling that her life would most likely be more difficult than a boy's. Although I would want to take strides to raise a fat-positive kid (and an overall body-positive kid) regardless of their assigned sex, the constant body negativity inflicted on women and feminine people in this world made the goal feel all the more pressing.
If girls are constantly told, by society as a whole, that they are not pretty enough, not thin enough, not good enough, then all I can do is my best to combat those messages within the household. So I've been spending a lot of time thinking of what small actions would've made my own upbringing a safer space for my fat body, and contributed to a better understanding of the importance and beauty of body diversity overall.
I know deep down that socioculturally ingrained fat biases largely remain the norm, while fat acceptance (let alone fat positivity) remains a principally esoteric notion. As a result, there's little I can do to prevent my kid from encountering fat antagonism as soon as she's old enough to go to school, or watch television, or pick up a mainstream magazine. Regardless of the size or shape my daughter herself ends up being, however, there are some small things I can do as a parent that'll hopefully help her grow into a fat-positive person — a quality that I believe will benefit not only her own body image, but the way she perceives and treats the bodies of others.