When I found out we were having a girl once the realization settled in, I cried.
I was sad for our little girl.
Sad about the perceived disadvantages and obstacles she would have to face.
How she would have to work twice as hard to be half as successful as a man, how she would have to constantly prove she was worth listening to, how she’d have to fight for respect and claim her seat at the table to be taken seriously.
I was projecting my own experiences and fears unto my daughter. I navigated my way and earned my stripes sometimes feeling like a weak woman in a male dominated society.
I never truly appreciated how strong women are until I experienced birthing a new life into this world. I never gave myself enough credit for how strong I am. How my resilience would become my superpower as a new mom and entrepreneur.
This little girl whose smile and energy fills up a room demands attention, knows what she wants, when she wants it, and persists until she gets it.
She is brave, adapts to new situations, goes with the flow and makes friends along the way.
She may only be 8 months old but I see that spark, that drive and motivation in her already.
I was worried about what the world would do to her, but the world should be worried about what she’s here to do.
I’m proud to be a woman and a girl mom. - 11 minutes ago