“Oh, don’t take that baby from Rosie,” a woman interjected. “She clearly needs to hold onto him a little longer so that the baby bug will bite her.”
I walked into the kitchen and cleaned the meatball dish because it was better than standing around and making conversation with someone who would say that to a woman she’s only met once and whom she knew nothing about.
It’s a funny thing we do to each other—especially to girls and young women. We force a certain storyline on them. We call our girls princesses and have them dress up as brides at the youngest of ages. But the princess rarely saves herself in the story, and the bride is always waiting for her groom.
— Rosie Molinary, Beautiful You: A Daily Guide to Radical Self-Acceptance, pp. 177-178