Welcome to Take One of September’s Secret Subject Swaps. This week, 12 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.
Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts. Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:
http://BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
http://themomisodes.com/ The Momisodes
http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ Just A Little Nutty
http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home . . .
http://mooreorganizedmayhem.blogspot.com/ Moore Organized Mayhem
http://stacysewsandschools.wordpress.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com The Sadder But Wiser Girl
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com Searching For Sanity
http://crazyasnormal.com Crazy As Normal
http://menopausalmother.blogspot.com Menopausal Mother
Http://momsdontsaythat.com Moms Don’t Say That
My subject is “When I look in the mirror, I don’t see what everyone else sees. What I see is…” It was submitted by http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ . Here goes:
In grammar school….my bullies and tormentors saw a week little girl with a big nose and an aphro. They called me names and either ostracized me or made a spectacle of me…that stayed with me for a LONG TIME. Mind you this was in a Catholic grammar school. The teachers knew and they just coddled the popular ones. Great teachers right? Wonderful parents raising bullies, right?
In my teens my first boyfriend (NOT my hubby) saw me as something to be emotionally manipulated and brainwashed because he couldn’t face who he really was. He made me feel stupid, ugly, weird, unacceptable. Then I found out that his previous girlfriends were all treated the same way. I hope my son never has to pretend to be something he is not because he is afraid to be who he is. I tell my son everyday we love and accept him and there is NEVER anything he can tell us that will make us stop loving or respecting him.
In my twenties people saw an insecure, weird, afraid, timid, geeky girl who was didn’t know who she was, but sure as hell thought she did. I sure did take my hubby on one hell of a crazy ride…but he survived and likes me, the real me…most of the time, LOL.
I believed what they all saw. I let them define me…When I turned 30…I slowly started loving me…appreciated who I am…and now that I am a mom, my determination to love myself is even stronger. I have to show my son what a confident woman is…so he knows what to look for in his mate. I don’t want him to find a person who needs his approval to feel good, I don’t want him to find a person who he has to put down to feel good about himself. Being a mom, my job is not just in my words, but in my actions and modeling.
So what do I see? I see someone who is…