Last week my youngest daughter (10) came home to what seemed like any after school moment. Until she began to tell me about her day. Less than 30 seconds later she was in tears. If you’re a mom (or parent) you know the moment of combined pain, fear and anger when your child is upset and all you want to know is why and who caused it.

As she tried to talk through her tears I made out a few of the bits and pieces of her day. Her class was at recess and a group of their boy classmates decided to rank the girls’ looks from 1-10. She and one of her good friends were ranked 1s.

I had to fight every mama bear instinct to ask for a name and start a Google search for this little punk’s kid’s parent.

Confession: I did submit to my petty side just a little by asking her how he looked. Her reply: like a turd. Me: Okay, so why would you let a turd impact how you feel about yourself? Why does his rank of your looks even matter?

Motivation and empowerment momma style.

I told her to take her power back from him and any other person (child or adult) who may try to change her perspective of who she is. The only time they have that power is of she gives it to them.

When I was done and waiting to see if I needed to summon up any other deep motherly advice she stood up wiped her eyes and said “Okay. I’m good. I’ve got my power back.” And walked out.

I don’t know about the next time one of those little ‘turds’ decides to rank my Baby Girlie but they may be in for a bit of a surprise when she lets them know that power is not theirs.

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