My children will never again see me as perfect as I am to them now. I don't have bad breath or need a shower. To them I smell wonderful, look wonderful and don't need to lose even one pound, much less thirty or more. I am smart and charming. I have lovely hair and am always dressed to the nines. They love me, as Billy Joel said oh so many years ago, just the way I am.In a few years they will start looking at other children's mommies and I will, I fear, suffer by comparison. Suddenly I will be too fat and I will embarrass them with everything I say and do. And WHAT on earth was I thinking when I put THAT outfit on? And then they will refuse to let me kiss them in public and eventually even in private. I will have to steal my cuddles as they mutter "oh MOM". That day is coming. So I hug and kiss more often and cuddle as much as possible. Knowing that extinction is near.