I can't remember a time in my life when I felt good about the way I looked. OK, wait. I take that back. I lost weight when I was pregnant with No. 1 and felt OK then. Again, lost weight when I was pregnant with No. 2 and felt pretty darn good about myself when my pre-pregnancy clothes were too big after she was born. And then after being diagnosed with diabetes and getting pregnant with No. 3 and losing 50 lb. I felt really good about the way I looked.

But if I had kept off all that weight I lost (nearly 100 lb. collectively) I'd look much different than I do now. I have always struggled with my weight. In fact, I remember going on my first diet when I was in sixth grade. Yep, that's when I was about 11 or 12 years old.

I don't feel like my issue with my weight ever hindered me in any way. I don't feel like I ever kept myself from doing anything because of my weight, but I was certainly always conscious of the fact that I was the biggest kid in the group. It took me a very long time to make the connection between height and weight and I was also usually the *tallest* kid in the group.

Looking back at pictures of me from junior high, high school and college I wasn't nearly as big as I thought I was. Yet, I still had a horrible body image.

I know they said so lovingly when No. 1 and No. 2 asked for pens to write down the numbers for Weight Watchers when they see commercials and said things like "Maybe that's something you and Dad could do." But it still reminds me that I'm a big girl and that I will always struggle with my weight.

But I was pleasantly surprised the other night while drying No. 2's hair. I was sitting on the bed and No. 2 was standing in front of me while I worked on her bangs. She said something about seeing the flabby skin under my arm flopping around. And then I said something offhanded about how nice it was for her to notice.

"Whaaaat?!?" she said. "It's pretty!"

It was in that moment that I realized my daughter sees my flab as part of who I am and that who I am is pretty to her. And in that moment, my body image changed -- even if only for a moment.