I hated my body as a kid. Watching my daughter love hers has been a healing journey
Briefly

I simply wasn't ready for my daughter to be the one initiating this transition, this rite of passage, this step toward, sigh, puberty.
Sitting in my backseat - without a booster or car seat - was my one and only child, no longer a baby but a full-fledged tween with hormones on the brink of raging.
Read at TODAY.com
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