It is reassuring that they see nothing that makes them uncomfortable. They can see my small scars and that’s it. Everything else is just Mommy, the same as she always was. And they know that I love them and will do anything to be with them as long as I can. On a personal note, I do not feel any less of a woman. I feel empowered that I made a strong choice that in no way diminishes my femininity.
I can’t remember whether I ever posted this, but I just found it again tucked into my journal. It was song wrote by my nine year old sister for her ‘girl band’, under no influence of any adults or me at all. The start was all this crazy shit like “I’m called a christmas elf/ but it ain’t christmas/ i’m just a person/ who was shrinked by/ alice in wonderland/ and a crazy rabbit/ so there ain’t no name strong enough/ to change your personality”, I’ve lost most of it. This picture above however, was the chorus (along with a bridge of “sing it dogs! come on come on, sing it cats!). It’s kinda crazy because it’s a 9 year old writing a daft little song, but I thought it was so fantastic how she was writing about “even if you’re labelled this, you aren’t this”, it can almost be brought into a gender queer conversation, or any conversation on societies labels. It’s just one of my favourite things I own, so cute and funny and yet… a nine year knows we don’t all identify with the labels we’re given, why the hell don’t most adults?
reasons to date me:
-i can pick stuff up with my feet sometimes
-ive never killed a man (yet)
-i once got 95% on guitar hero
-you can play with my hair
-im cheaper than a puppy
And don’t forget:
-Can hold breath for 30 seconds
-has begginers luck