When I grow up, I want to be a MUMMY. Before the Feminist movement, it was just assumed that all girls would grow up to be moms. In the 70s and 80s, women weren’t allowed to JUST WANT TO BE MOMS anymore. When we said what we wanted to be, we had to say like, doctor, or president or astronaut…maybe even ballerina would do.
Now we’re back to it being COOL to say, when I grow up, I just want to be a MOM. That is a worthy and full time job. I am confused. Sometimes I feel like the girl in this pic. I don’t want a job, be a MOMMY or DOCTOR. I just want to be a MUMMY. I want to wrap myself up and die but really live forever via my image.
Hopefully I can be a sexy MUMMY.
I won’t have to live and make choices about what role I am supposed to play in life. I will live an insignificant life. When archaeologists find my body in 2020 I will be revered solely for being an awesome mummy/the only one they could find, a la king Tut.
we will call u great because the really great ones r lost 4ever
I’m glad I feel I’ve finally found a career path that fits me/is unique/won’t have any guilt/shame about. There will be touring exhibitions of all the shit they buried me with. My Macbook, my clogs, my thesis, my tomato plants, my vegan cookbook, my vibrator. I will be Queen Tituncommon–my left breast still exposed. I just want to become something more than myself. I want to be more than just a girl/woman/doctor/mom.