I didn’t allow myself to want a girl until I had her. And now that I have her I have completely surrendered to all things girl.
Like ruffled sun hats.
And super cute dresses.
And there’s always super cute floral pajamas.
I also like to sit and daydream about the knitted woolen jumpers, picky pants and bonnets I can knit for when the weather cools. (Note to self: less dreaming and more knitting!)
But amidst all the excitement of simply dressing a child differently according to their culturally defined gender, I am truly excited to have a daughter. One of my passions in life is empowering and supporting women around their fertility and childbirth experiences. To think this tiny little daughter of mine was born with hundreds of thousands of eggs in her tiny little uterus just melts me and furthers my obsession with empowered femininity. She holds the potential of live lived forward within her! Mind blowing!
The night she was born (4 weeks ago today) I was laying in my bed relaxing after all was said and done. My midwife, her assistant and my doula, who I’m lucky enough call friends, were all just lounging around me. Lauren: my doula, neighbor and friend said, “Welcome to the Sisterhood”.
I am proud to introduce Ninu into my sisterhood. I have two living grandmothers, my mom, her sister and her daughters. Then there’s Stone’s mother and sister who are powerful and positive allies. My girlfriends who, despite the distance (ladies you know who you are), will always be aunties to my clan and the amazing circle of women who I’ve built community with here in the last two and half years. And now, with this new little bright spirit, the sisterhood has grown that much more.
Do you have a daughter(s)? What does your sisterhood look like? Any insight into the whole mother/daughter relationship?