It’s my first Mother’s Day since getting pregnant and it hit me a little harder than I expected. For the first time ever, someone directly referred to me as a mother and I was not prepared for how uncomfortable it felt. It’s been a while since misgendering has caused dysphoria but being a parent is so new and raw. Luckily I was in a space and mind frame where I felt safe to assert that I’m going to be a Baba and not a Mom. And this was received well in that moment but I know that I’m entering a new stage of navigating societal gender weirdness. Either people will assume I’m DMAB and married to a cis man and ask about adoption or that I’m DFAB therefore really just a weird mom.
So basically I’m feeling for all the other parents out there who are navigating all of the gender and bio assumptions that go along with parenting. And how Mother’s day brings up all of that junk. I see you!
How about them adult Lunchablels. #lunchables #charcuterie #fresh #motzarella #blackolive #greenolive #orangecherrytomatoes #basil #balsamicvinegarreduction #babypickles and Bianchis fave. #hardsalami (at Stone Oak, San Antonio) https://www.instagram.com/p/By3Cbf-nyOO/?igshid=14kfkm0aqzg4z