Hi there,

It's so strange I'm talking to someone who I won't meet for many many years. There is one particular reason I'm writing you this. My reason can be simplified into one word: feminism. See, the world I live in believes feminism means "female superiority" but in actuality, it is the desire for total equality. I'm fighting for that equality now so in the years to come things get better for us girls. I would be in denial to think things will all be better by the time you're here because, let's face it, the world has a long way to go. You will probably be told to cover up so you don't distract the boys. You will be told that a lady needs to look and act a certain way. In your early years, "you throw like a girl" will definitely be heard. I can't stop these and to the normal eye, this isn't a big issue right? Wrong. Soon enough your body will be objectified as boys are taught that it's "normal to feel this way" and the girl shouldn't be showing off her own body. The parents will make their little girl cover up, not for respect for herself, but because they fear the outcome of letting her leave the house in a shirt that openly shows her back or shorts a little too short. They will fear seeing her in a pool of tears after a boy takes advantage of her, yet again, the objectifying of another woman. Remember when we didn't think the initial problems were that big of a deal? I don't want you living in a world like this. I never want you to fear being alone at night. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable being alone with a man. I don't ever want you to feel like an object. I don't want you to get cat-called walking down the street. I don't want you to be afraid to walk to your car alone after a long day's work. I don't EVER want you crying over a way someone took advantage of you. I want a better world for you. So maybe I'll be called a feminazi, an ungrateful woman, or "too much of a dreamer", but I want a better life for you. Maybe you won't have to breastfeed your newborn under a blanket and still get disgusted faces. Maybe you won't get cat-called. Maybe, just maybe, you won't ever need to be fearful because you're a woman. I will continue to fight for you, my future child, and in many many years, I hope you continue to do the same until all is equal.

Much love,

Your Someday Mom