I think I come from that generation when girls were told they could do anything they wanted and to call yourself a feminist was a bit outdated, out of touch.
So I even though I saw pockets of inequality here and there, I tried to overlook them, ignore them and move on.
All went relatively OK until I had children. It was like going back to the 50's and without any warning! I felt angry, very angry. The way people start to perceive you at work when they find out you're pregnant, when you come back from maternity leave. It's not awful, but it's not a comfortable place to be, as opposed to when you didn't have children.
To add to the anger, at home, the inequality of expectation was also felt, big way.
I could say, and maybe this is not the right approach, that anger has brought me to feminism. Anger is not a good emotion, but working on it, and trying to do something to turn that anger is something positive is what I've set my mind on doing. I'd teach my daughter that.