Damn. I love you baby. I love being your mom. I have every resource and privilege imaginable that enables me to be your mom. And it’s still fucking hard. I don’t say much on here cause I’m aware of how it can come off, from someone like me, and anyway I’m afraid of being inarticulate or saying something wrong. But I’m pretty heartbroken right now, for all the young or compromised or just simply not ready moms who will be forced into a position that is so dangerous, so life shattering, to them and to these babies they are forced to have. It is so deeply wrong, unfair, anti life. Our somehow lawmakers, that are “pro life,” except when that life is a victim of gun violence, of police violence, on death row, poor, an immigrant, a person of color, LGBTQ, in need of health care, of paid maternity leave, of proper education, of foster care or any of the other myriad of ways we fail our actual living breathing citizens every day. This is not okay. This is not the world we are leaving for our children. It’s hard to even comprehend how deeply ingrained this misogyny is in our lives, our laws, everything we do every day. So much so that we consider ourselves “lucky” if we’ve only had to deal with it through words or looks or rules. What a joke. Never have I understood more how absolutely incredible women are than through and after my pregnancy. Yet we’re still not capable of being treated equally in a board room or of MAKING DECISIONS ABOUT OUR OWN BODIES. It’s literally laughable to think of a room full of women making decisions about men’s bodies, it’s just completely not a reality in the world we live in. I’m really sad for my daughter. And she is one of the lucky ones, she won’t (for now) really be directly impacted but I will make damn sure she fights and knows the power of her voice. I’m fired up. I hope you are too.