I always knew I was a woman.
It evidenced early when I had to help my mother prepare vegetables and wash dishes and fold socks, while my father and brothers watched television and we brought them cups of tea.
At school I realised I was different from boys when I had to do domestic science while they played with power tools. My science teacher said girls couldn’t do chemistry and the boys took over the experiments anyway, so I stopped doing science as soon as I could.
I shared a house with friends at university and you could tell I was really a girl because I was the only one who ever cleaned the toilet or the kitchen sink.
Whenever I went out, my womanhood was confirmed because I had to keep a close eye on my drinks. Although I only lived 20 minutes from the pub, I was afraid to walk home alone after I was followed by a group of men in a car one night, yelling sexual things.
After I got married, I could tell I was the woman because I was still the only one cleaning the toilet and cooking dinner, although we both worked full time. I said to my husband once that I was working and doing most of the housework and school pickups and taking days off for sick children. He said it was because women are better at those things than men, so I knew I was really a woman.
My dad has been diagnosed with dementia, so I’ve been going around every day after work to help my mum look after him. I asked my brother to help, but he said he has a very stressful and demanding job and hadn’t got the time.
It’s the little things that tell you, you’re really a woman I think. You know, like sitting in meetings about to pass out from hot flushes but having to pretend nothing is happening. Or being the only person in office who washes their coffee cup and doesn’t leave it to the (female) cleaner. Or being asked by the 20 year old IT support if you realise you have to double-click on an email to open it.
I think my daughter is going to be the same way; a man in the supermarket the other day told her to smile.
That woman feeling. It never goes away.