The Naked Mommy
September 1, 2015 in Uncategorized
The Naked Mommy
First of all, I would like to thank all of you who gave such positive and encouraging feedback on my first blog post, “My Nudist Story”. It felt wonderful to write it and then to see all the wonderful responses to it. It just validates everything I have felt up to this point regarding how nudism has affected me.
The first part of this post might be a bit repetitive. I apologize for that, but I feel I must reiterate why we have decided to raise our children nude. It all goes back to self-esteem and having confidence in who you are, and not putting so much emphasis on what the world thinks about how you look. I never want my children to feel the way I did growing up. Ashamed of my body and thinking that no one would ever want to see me with no clothes on. They will always have a positive mental attitude towards their bodies and will not have to succumb to the overly sexualized images of the human body that they are bombarded with on a daily basis.
Living in the United States, we aren’t exposed to the normal toplessness or nudity that you see in European media. Everything over here is censored and hidden, so kids grow up thinking that it’s evil or nasty to see things that are just normal and natural, like nipples. It never fails, all my children’s friends all act the same way when they see something they think they aren’t supposed to. If, for instance, they see an exposed breast or just the shape of a man’s genitals through some tight pants, they act like it’s something they’ve never seen before and overact to the image. I can’t tell you how proud I am of my kids that they don’t get all giggly and embarrassed just because they saw a nipple or a penis.
All that being said, being a naked mommy is a wonderful experience. I’ll admit, it was much easier when they were little. Since two of them have hit double digits in age, the stares, questions, and conversations have become quite a bit more interesting. To recap, I have three children, a 12 year old son, and two daughters, 10 and 6. As babies, they were a joy to take care of. I think as far as infants go, I was born to raise kids. The crying and messes created by children that young just don’t stress me out. I think it goes back to the mentality of being a nudist. Once you come to terms with the fact that everything the human body does is just natural, you can’t lose your temper and yell at a little one for making a mess. That’s what they make diapers for anyway, right??
As they got older, we started to have conversations with them regarding their bodies, so they would feel comfortable coming to us with questions or concerns they had about themselves. Again, going back to my conservative, Catholic upbringing, it was extremely difficult to sit with my girls and talk to them about their vaginas. My husband was much more comfortable talking with my son than I was talking to my daughters. He’s been a nudist since his early teens and has more experience with being around and talking to folks about the nude body.
I want to briefly talk about a subject that has come up(no pun intended) from time to time here and that is erections. Both my husband and my son have had numerous conversations regarding this subject, and this is our thinking on the matter. Erections are a natural bodily function. Men have no control of when and where an erection happens. Which is why I don’t understand the etiquette in nudist resorts, which is to shame and hide the fact that men have normal reactions around other nude people. Now don’t get me wrong. I don’t believe it’s OK to parade around and show off the fact you got a stiffy, but as a normal function I feel its nothing to be ashamed of. We are teaching the children that erections happen, both for daddy and for our son, and that they are nothing to be giggled at, pointed to, or made fun of. And as Forrest Gump would say, that’s all I have to say about that.
Being a naked mommy is a rich and rewarding experience that changes from day to day. I’ve overcome some tough times and obstacles along the way and I know that it’s only going to get more complicated and difficult, but that’s life. I love my kids and I hope that I’ve instilled in them the values and confidence they need to be successful in life. And that’s all a parent can ask for.
That’s all for now. Stay happy and naked!!
Grisel
My nudist story
August 27, 2015 in Uncategorized
First I want to start off by saying how much I appreciate those of you who liked by first bare-bones blog introducing myself to the Naktiv community. As I stated in that fist blog, my name is Grisel Quezada, I am 38 years old, I've been a nudist for over 15 years, I am happily married, and I am mom to three of the greatest kids in the world.
We are a nudist family. There are a lot of connotations that go along with that statement. It seems to bring out the pervs when you state that in a chat room or in a message to another fellow nudist that you are trying to get to know. And truthfully, that bothers the hell out of me. We are no different than any other normal family, other than the fact we don't wear clothes when we are home or at a beach or resort that welcomes nudists.
The main reason we decided to raise our family in this lifestyle goes back to my beginnings as a nudist. I was raised in Guadalajara, Mexico. I was brought up Catholic and was taught that the body was supposed to be hidden, not to be displayed or looked upon for pleasure. As you probably already know, the Catholic faith is excellent at installing a sense of guilt into anything that resembles pleasure. It also led to an extreme sense of low self-esteem in me. I'm not what you consider beautiful by today's ridiculous standards, and because of that I was always thought of as the least pretty one in my family. I have three older sisters who are all endowed with larger breasts than I have. I got the short end of the "titty" stick, as they would say.
I continued to feel this way about myself growing up and into adulthood. It wasn't until I met my husband, a wonderful, patient, and understanding man who taught me the true meaning of beauty. He tried to impart in me an understanding that it doesn't matter what anyone else thought or felt, it's how you feel about yourself that communicates to others how beautiful you are. Don't get me wrong, it took a lot of convincing on his part to get me to even think about going to a nude beach. We started off by being naked at home with each other. It was difficult at first. I just wasn't used to the idea of walking around with no clothing. Seeing my reflection in the mirror and feeling not worthy of his admiration. Whenever I saw myself back then, I would immediately think about how my breasts were too saggy, or my belly was too big. I was so self-conscience about how my breasts were not perky and how my nipples pointed down. Or how big my butt was. All these things were what my husband would tell me were his favorite things about me. I thought he was truly insane!! Everything that I hated about myself, turned him on like you wouldn't believe.
That's what got me thinking that maybe it's how I saw myself that was the problem. We talked more and more about being social with others in a nudist setting. Being that we live in Florida, we have access to plenty of nudist resorts. But I couldn't bring myself to go to one. In the back of my mind, I always thought of swingers when I thought of resorts. So my husband suggested we try Haulover Beach. It was quite a drive for us, over 4 hours to get there. But that day changed my life forever. It took me a little while to get out of the clothes once we got to the beach, but once I did, the feeling a freedom was overwhelming. We met several good friends that day. They all acted around me like they did everyone else. No different for me because my boobs were saggy or my butt looked like cottage cheese. They accepted me as I am and that changed my thoughts about myself. I became confident, self-assured and felt so much better about who I was as a person.
And that's the kind of upbringing we want our kids to have. To be confident in who you are and not feel less than anyone else just because of the way you look. The kids have embraced the lifestyle wholeheartedly. They love being natural just like mom and dad, and to be honest, we struggle to get them to put on clothes when we have to leave the house for any reason.
In my next post, I want to talk more about being a naked mom and what it means to me.
Take care and stay naked!!!
Grisel
My first blog
August 23, 2015 in Uncategorized
Thank you so much for such an awesome site supporting nudity and naturalism. I hope to add much more on my thoughts and feeling on being a nudist mother, wife and woman.
