Everyday freedom & feminism
I’ve always been a feminist. A unwavering, unapologetic, opinionated feminist even as a young person and as a teen. Then reality hit, as it does for miiiiillllliiiioooooooonnnnnnnnsssssss of women around the world. I got married and had a baby, and all of sudden I did not have the luxury of uncompromised principles. I had responsibilities and duties and a love for this tiny human that overshadowed everything else. And to be honest I forgot to care. I found myself in a world of babies, and breastfeeding and parenting and I quite liked it. I found a strength, embracing the total-woman package. It was actually liberating for me – I'd found a version of femininity that fit, as I’ve never connected to other stereotypical associations of being female. Even in hindsight, my world was full of amazing women, living the lives they wanted, with supportive loving partners – empowering women to be in charge of their bodies, their worlds and their health. Many feminists in this w