I have thought much about, and continue to think on it the older I get, and the older my children get, on what exactly being a woman is, what I want it to look like when my own daughters assume the task, and what I want to form in consideration in the minds and hearts of my sons when choosing a wife.
I believe it was last summer, or maybe even the one before, when my Cory and I decided that we would not be allowing our daughters to wear two piece bathing suits that did not cover their stomachs, such as tankinis do. No bikinis. One of the first summers we were together Riann called her bathing suit a 'babe-in-suit', laughing, Cory said, "Not right now but one day it will be." We both laughed but then heavily considered the truth of the matter. One day they would be older, more developed and likely, very attractive young women. That must of sent a sort of shutter through us both, because soon after we vetoed two pieces. The mindset behind it being that we didn't want to raise them feeling too comfortable exposing too much of their bodies. The same goes for the rest of their wardrobe. Tummies must be covered, bottoms must be covered. This summer is the first I have not either been pregnant or favoring a whale, due to just having had a baby. As the girls and I discussed, per the usual swim suit selection season, Jocelyn said, "Well, are you going to wear a one piece?" Touche. She was right, how could I expect them to feel confidently modest, yet stylish in a one piece if I did not lead by example. I took to finding a cute one piece, and thank goodness, succeeded.
A woman, among many things, is modest. She understands that her body is sacred, valuable, precious and private. It belongs to her, to God, and is entrusted as such for safe keeping until it is given to her husband.
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