I was, and am, essentially a 'tomboy' and that's how I'd describe myself. Apart from some short lived phases, I hated (and hate) wearing dresses, skirts, make up etc. I've never worn heels. I was often mistaken for a boy growing up due to having short hair (as a teenager I'd go to a barber's because it was cheaper and a 'boy' style - even a flat top at one time!) and wearing predominantly trousers and jumpers. I didn't care. It was a mistake because I didn't conform to the 'normal'. It was never malicious or insulting.
I need played with dolls but Action Man and my survivor kit from Woolworths with gun, water bottle, knife, etc. Climbed trees, had a cowboy outfit and was freely allowed to.
Sometimes though, it wasn't appropriate to dress like that. I had school uniform. First school was co-ed and I wore the boys' uniform. Second school was all girls with a traditional tunic/skirt uniform. I wore it because those were the rules. If we had a wedding, bar mitzvah, family celebration, etc. I was expected to dress accordingly and I did, somewhat reluctantly, until I was an adult. Although trouser suits for women weren't as commonplace as now I'd definitely have opted for them.
What I hated about puberty was that it heightened my female body and the unwanted (already in existence because I was a female) attention from men. As a child I was regularly flashed at, my sister was accosted and I was followed by a man walking in a car. Just because my uniform highlighted the fact I was female - not because I was pretty or attractive. Just female.
However, none of that is about being a biological woman. Like a PP said I was uncomfortable with breasts when they first came (because they were, and still are, big!), hated getting periods because that was going to happen forever, etc. but that was temporary. Being pregnant, giving birth and breastfeeding are, for me, intrinsically part of being a woman.
In amongst all of this, I was always very maternal and nurturing towards younger people and have followed a very stereotypical path into childcare, child development, teaching, mental health and being a stay-at-home mum.
My sex has never been in question but I don't conform to the gender stereotypes in all facets. Nor do I seek to. Nor do I care what most people think. Those who's opinions I do value accept me for who I am. If I'm misgendered by a shop assistant, for whom I am one of many, who cares 🤷♀️ they're not that significant in my life.
The thought that my parents and I, collectively or not, could have been put on a path to making decisions before I reached maturity scares me somewhat.
However, I do believe and accept there are genuine cases of those that cannot stand to live with the body they're born with. To what extent those people need help to accept or change their bodies, I'll leave up to the professionals.
It often strike me that the fight to get away from gender stereotypes is actively reinforced by the current trend that if you don't conform you're in the wrong body. Rather than, let's keep fighting to break down those stereotypes. Make it safe for men who don't want to conform to the dress code of 'men' be safe in their spaces. the way women fought to be safe wearing trousers in women's spaces.