Gender Disappointment

Today I am going to open up about something that no one talks about. 
Something that people look down on. 
Something that women (and men) often hide and bottle up because people judge so harshly. 



Another year older, another year wiser. 

27 feels very strange. 

Not because I don't want to grow older, age does not bother me. 

Mostly because I feel older and, simultaneously, younger than 27, but not 27. 
Getting pregnant at 16 made me grow up a whole hell of a lot faster than I was supposed to. I had to make more mature decisions, I had to be responsible for myself and another human, I had to make grown up choices. Bills, work, survival. Instead of the normal teenage dreams. 

Now, 11 years later, I still feel 16 in some ways. 
I look young, and thus still get many of the judgmental stares and glares. I still have people asking me "How old are you?!" with that tone of disapproval. I still have to struggle with doctors and teachers taking me seriously after learning my age. 

And yet, I also feel much older. 
I have endured a much older persons pain. I have had to make decisions I hope that no one would ever have to make. I have had to live with the consequences of my choices. 

Here I am, 27 with 6 children.

These numbers don't scare me. I am grateful for them. 

Here's to another year of life, love, and lessons. 


Zachy & Mommy OOTD: Matchy Matchy

Zach's outfit: 
shirt, jeans, and jacket from Gap
Shoes: Toms

Mommy outfit:
Jacket: Gap
Jeans: AE
Shirt: Mossimo
Shoes: Toms

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