Have a little time to kill? Try reading through Darlene Egelhoff’s blog, Metamorphosis of a Mother. You’ll find surprisingly honest (albeit long) entries written with passion and heartache, in a no-holds-barred approach. (She’s broke, working as a maid, menopausal…and not afraid to admit it!) It’s quite impressive, actually. Here Darlene, who recently turned 48-years-old, talks about body image, motherhood, and plastic surgery: The girls used to tease me after the movie “Hook” came out. In the movie, the lost boys finally recognized that Robin Williams was indeed Peter Pan twenty years later by stretching his face back eliminating his wrinkles, revealing his long lost youthful face. “Oh THERE you are Peter!” They’d do the same thing to me pushing my face back with two hands, “Oh THERE you are Momma!” Haha, very funny… I pleaded with Heidi not to get a nose job or boob job several years ago. It broke my heart that she would ever think she wasn’t absolutely perfect, especially because she was. She always had tremendous self esteem and confidence in her appearance, until her job placed her in front of cameras and public scrutiny… Did I say one thing to my kids but model another? Did my jokes about my own body reveal my insecurities and dissatisfaction, planting seeds for them to scrutinize their own physical faults causing them to think negatively about there bodies? Did I inadvertently pass on the one message I so desperately tried not to, a distorted body image? I think the answer is a resounding yes. I don’t blame myself, but I do take some responsibility. Do many mothers complain about their weight in front of their kids, maybe even unknowingly? Yes, I’m not alone, but that doesn’t make it OK. I did it rarely and usually in jest, still. We should bite our tongues and save it for our friends, better yet, we should get a different, healthier view. There is more to the post, which you can read in full on Darlene’s blog. In a funny way I feel like I can relate to what she writes. As a mother I struggle to present things to my children in the right way, but inevitably know I’m going to fail somehow, someway. I sympathize with her hindsight, knowing it may be a different subject matter, but that I will surely be in her shoes in the future. What do you make of what Darlene has to say?

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