Beyonce, otherwise known as Queen of the Entire Universe, graces the March cover of Vogue, and in addition to looking incredibly gorgeous AS USUAL, she shares some really candid words about her life this past year.
To start, I find Beyonce’s comments about her post-baby body fascinating:
Right now, after giving birth, I really understand the power of my body. I just feel my body means something completely different. I feel a lot more confident about it. Even being heavier, thinner, whatever. I feel a lot more like a woman. More feminine, more sensual. And no shame.
Right on! I mean, you would think that with a body like that you’d always feel confident, but as we all know, body security doesn’t work like that. The most beautiful woman in the world can feel ashamed and ugly, or wish she could change parts of herself. Sounds like Beyonce has been able to embrace her gorgeousness and strength even more since becoming a mom, and all the more power to her. I wish I could say I felt the same, but it’s been almost 10 years since I gave birth and the "Wow I really am amazing!" afterglow of delivering a beautiful, healthy baby has definitely faded into "Wow I never really did lose that baby weight, did I? And have my boobs always looked like that?!" Sigh.
But what really caught my attention was Bey’s comment about one-year-old Blue Ivy: "She’s my homey, my best friend."
I know exactly what she means. And before you get your knickers in a twist: Yes, yes, I know -- we can’t REALLY be our kids' BFFs; we have to be their PARENTS, right? It’s important to maintain those boundaries and your position as a role model and authority figure ... blah blah blah! I get it -- but I also can totally relate to what Beyonce means. I felt the same about my little girl when she was a baby, and I feel the same about her now that I’m about to celebrate a decade of being a mama (WOAH).
It was such a revelation to me, after Isabella was born, to realize how much I not only loved her, but LIKED her! And what a fun little companion she is (especially once she could chew her own food!), and how she’s pretty much the person I most want to hang out with on any given day, even if hanging out with her does mean being forced to watch “Horseland.” (Torture!!!!)
That doesn’t mean that I spend every waking moment with my little girl, nor do I want to. I love my alone-time with my husband, and I have actual grown-up friends that I can’t get enough of -- plus they have IDs and can drink martinis with me, so there’s that. And of course, I know how important and natural it is for Isabella to have HER own life, her own friends and pursuits that don’t involve me. But I do understand what Beyonce means about Blue Ivy being her homey and her best friend. I’ve always felt like my mom is one of my best friends -- someone I can totally relate to, and trust, and love spending time with. I hope Isabella always feels the same about me, because I sure feel that way about her.
What do you think -- is it wrong to think of your child as your best friend?