Peaches & Honey: Dressing the Thigh Gap

It's difficult to notice your kids growing right in front of your eyes because you see them every day. People will comment, "Wow, they're really growing!" And you nod because you know it's true, but you don't truly realize how much they've grown or exactly when it happened. This Facebook feature that shows you posts from years past has been throwing it in my face lately. And I had to face the music. The sad, sad music that I hoped I would never have to hear: Vivi's luscious baby body is gone and has been replaced by that of a little girl.

Lest we forget her luscious baby body, let's revisit:

She get it from her mama.

I had hoped I could nibble on her juicy thighs for forever, but all I'm left with now is a thigh gap. A thigh gap. A motherflippin thigh gap. And then it hit me--I finally have a thigh gap! I mean, I don't personally...but now I have one by proxy.

I've never personally had a thigh gap ever. I'd trade my teeth for a thigh gap, but I don't think God or the gym works like that. Funky leggings and attention-grabbing skinnies are never going to work for me. I've made my peace with that. It's all good.

{As an aside, I feel it prudent to assure any of you literalists in the bunch that I am totally joking. I am not actually body obsessed, and I will not use the terms "skinny" or "thigh gap" to my children. I will not praise being a certain size to them, because sizes aren't important--healthy children are important. I want my children, especially my daughter, to have a healthy body image. I just want her to be her, whomever that is. And right now, that's a 16 month old toddler, so I'm not too concerned about her body image.}

But I'm trying to find the silver lining in the sad reality that my last baby is growing up. And the silver lining is that now she can wear lots of fun pants that she never could before! Last year I bought her skinny jeans that we could not pull up over her mid-thighs (ps- any tiny 6 month olds out there? You can have them), so I decided to give it up for a while and stick to dresses. The other day I was in Target and found the most adorable pair of acid washed skinny jeans and decided to buy them on a whim for Vivi, and they are completely on point. She looks like a tiny little person!