Instead of being fully happy, the way every new mother is supposed to, I was worried. I was worried that she would look like me.
the frisky
first world problems
I've started seeing #firstworldproblems cropping up a lot more when women were talking about all those things that get labeled “women’s issues.”
relationships
Even as I worried that I wasn’t naturally beautiful enough to find someone great, everywhere I looked, there were real-life examples to the contrary. Lots of fabulously happy, well-matched couples in which neither person struck me as conventionally attractive.
body
I don’t think people are thankful enough. And I don’t think women, especially are thankful enough for our bodies. So I’m going to take a moment here, before the mindless ecstasy of stuffing and gravy, to notice what I’m thankful for about my body.
the frisky
I began to ask some existential questions like, “How do women wear these things and not fall down the subway steps and kill themselves?”
the frisky
I don’t know when I learned it, but somewhere along the way to 26, I had very deeply, very seriously internalized the idea that after I got prettier, things would be better.
