A project that has been on my mind for some time is called “Women of Influence.” I have only become the “Wild, Wonderful, Working Woman” I am today because of the many women that have been a part of my life. I’ve been impacted by many different collisions with women over these last 33+ years of being.
The first “Woman of Influence” I would like to introduce you to is Sophia Pearl.
Technically she’s not a woman, yet. She’s a girl, yet she’s had a profound impact on my life, so far, and that will only continue to be increasingly true.
The day I gave birth to my daughter was hands down the most divine feminine I have ever felt in my entire life. It’s funny because I just had a conversation with other women about this feeling earlier today. I didn’t realize I wasn’t the only one who doesn’t feel “feminine” most of the time.
I’ve never sought the feeling of femininity. I really never thought about it until now. Sophia wasn’t my first child so I had a comparison of sorts to work with. I really never thought about this until recently.
My first child was born when I was only 15 years old. I was a very young mom. My parents advised me not to harbor negative feelings toward my son, and I didn’t. At that time, I couldn’t help but be ashamed of myself. I didn’t feel like it was right for me to celebrate or feel great joy. I wasn’t numb to it but I was cautious about all of it. It was a cold December day and I was terrified. If you have ever feared child birth, multiply that by the anxiety and naivete of a 15 year old. I was only guessing what the nurses or doctors must have been thinking. While no one ever said anything to me, I was my own worst critic.
When Sophia Pearl was growing inside me, I allowed myself to wear cute maternity clothes. I wasn’t fearful of her birth because I had the experience and confident that I knew what to expect. It was a sunny, mid-May day in the Midwest. I was ready and expectant of the daughter we would soon add to our growing family. By this time I knew I loved being a mom. At 15 I wasn’t sure I even wanted to be a mom. I learned a lot about myself over those formative years and embraced the day of her birth with calm, peace, joy and love.
Everything was pink, pink flowers, onesies, blankets, stuffed bears and rattles. It all felt so girly and I felt like a woman.
Sophia is my only daughter and while I had hoped she would have sisters I feel we can relate to both being the only girl with more than a few brothers. She is a girly girl who has the tom boy streak with, like me! She loves to socialize, texting every contact in her phone good morning….every day. She is a voracious reader just like I was (I would read under my covers with a flashlight after bedtime just to finish a chapter or a book I was absorbed in!) she has this wild hair that was uncontrollable and curly! She loves cuddles, animals (especially the stuffed ones) and she really adores her dad.
She’s made an impact in my life in so many ways. Sophia inspires me to be a better woman. I am her example. I dream of her future with a question mark and I want to provide a positive influence to her. I love taking Sophia on mini mom and me dates (like out for cocoa or Zumba)
She brings the feminine to our home and she brings me excitement for the future. She can be anything. Little boys and little girls are both so special. I love my sons as much as I love my daughter but each of my children are individuals and deserve to treated as such. Each so special, it’s fun to highlight their uniqueness rather than compare them to one another.
I look to the future with excitement and anticipation to see what type of wild, wonderful woman Sophia Pearl will be.
Who are the women in your life that have influenced you? In what ways have they helped to shape the woman you are today?