Why I Don't Want My Boys to See Me Naked...

I don't know if you've seen the viral blog post going around of a similar title.  I actually get where the author is coming from.  A mom of boys who wants her sons to get a true understanding of what a real woman looks like, flaws and all.  I appreciate the intention and point to give her sons encouragement to appreciate all body types, but I don't think my sons seeing me naked will accomplish that. And here is why...

My boys will not need to see me naked to see what my body looks like and to see my flaws.  They will see me in a night gown or a swim suit and will know mommy's body isn't perfect.  In fact, all I need to do is take them to a water park, and they will know that the vast majority of the female race looks nothing like the photoshopped images in the magazines.

No, if I want to teach my boys to appreciate a woman beyond her imperfect figure, well, I'm not really the person to do that.  Their dad is.

The best thing anyone can do for their sons to teach them how to love and appreciate a woman beyond her body type is to let them see an example of a loving father passionately loving their mother at all times, in all states of physique and disarray.

The problem with boys who turn into men, I believe, is that they have seen examples of fathers and husbands who eventually grow "out of love" with their wives when time takes its toll physically. Wives are guilty of this too, by the way...

I'm so thankful for a husband that, even at my absolute worst, I'll catch just gazing at me.  Even in my times when I feel my fattest, stinkiest, or frumpiest, he wants to hug me and hold me and tell me I'm beautiful.

That is what will teach my boys how to appreciate their woman.  They don't need to see mommy naked to have realistic expectations of the female form and to appreciate their wives' bodies one day no matter what toll nature takes on them.