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The idea of having a baby fills me with an absolute, vice-like dread... because I'm a feminist
Throughout my life, ever since my earliest memory, I have never even spared a single, solitary thought on the idea that I was in any way unequal to a man. It never crossed my mind that I would not have my own career, be in any way financially dependent on a wallet with testicles. It never occurred to me that a woman could not run the country (I was born under Thatcher), that a woman could not be a boss (my mum was one) that a woman could not shoot, ride and fight like a man (yes, I may have watched a lot of Calamity Jane and Buffy growing up).
Gender inequality? It was a systemic issue to be toppled, sure, but not a lived reality for me.
And yet now, at 31, I find myself wrestling with a belated and thoroughly unpleasant notion.
We are not equal.
Why? Because I’m in that decade, the one where marriage and babies becomes, not a ‘one day’ concern, but an approaching reality. And yet- should I be lucky enough to have a baby- the idea of having one fills me with an absolute, vicelike dread. Because it may take two to bonk that baby into existence, but after the fun part’s over; it’s all on me.
Gender inequality? It was a systemic issue to be toppled, sure, but not a lived reality for me.
And yet now, at 31, I find myself wrestling with a belated and thoroughly unpleasant notion.
We are not equal.
Why? Because I’m in that decade, the one where marriage and babies becomes, not a ‘one day’ concern, but an approaching reality. And yet- should I be lucky enough to have a baby- the idea of having one fills me with an absolute, vicelike dread. Because it may take two to bonk that baby into existence, but after the fun part’s over; it’s all on me.
The idea of having a baby fills me with an absolute, vice-like dread... because I'm a feminist