The Myth

I wonder where this myth came from?

Who invented it?

Who vehemently spat it at us?

And cast down eyes of scorn and cursed our days with it?

I have heard it so many times.

The sad thing is I was lashed with it

Several times

“This child is mine”

“My daughter”

“My son”

The last time I checked sperm + egg = baby

In other words

Me-have the sperm

You-have the egg

Your egg, my sperm mix together in a perfect blend that created perfect baby

“Fi wi” = ours

In other words

Yours and mine

Equally!

So remind me for a second time please

How is this child yours and not mine?

Because you bore her for all those months?

Breast fed her?

If nature had granted me a space for my womb I would have gladly bore her

If breasts were mine to milk she would have been tenderly and lovingly fed

Delighting in every moment she suckles me

Nestled in my arms as I cuddle her

Draw her close to my breast

Where did this myth come from?

Where does it state she’s exclusive to you?

Why deny me the privilege the joy of watching her grow because she is YOUR child?

Where did this pain come from that im grudgingly granted visiting rights?

What is that?

Could you live like this?

Could you function?

Could you live?

Who came up with this blasted myth that decides my baby’s life, saying I am a threat or I cant nurture her because I am male?

That she should be given to mother first?

Where do I come in?

Where do I fit?

Don’t you think its time we kill this blasted myth?

I DO