This is what the Dictionary defines me as:
fe·male
ˈfēˌmāl/
adjective
adjective: female
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1.
of or denoting the sex that can bear offspring or produce eggs, distinguished biologically by the production of gametes (ova) that can be fertilized by male gametes.
“a herd of female deer”
Um…I don’t know about you ladies but I don’t look like a deer? I am also more than just an egg producer. There is no way a dictionary can ever truly define female….it would take several pages (I know the guys reading this are snickering right now). What I mean by it would take several pages is because how you can really describe what female means?
Some times I think WOW, we as females have come so far then there are moments when I think OMG we are in 2015 what is going on?!? Like the words written by author EL James sometimes this world is 50 Shades of €#%$&¥ up! One minute women are told to be strong and think for yourself but then the next minute we are strong so we are called b******!?!
Me about age 5-6 years old . 
I remember playing Sports as a kid there were not a lot of “girls” teams. I am not sure if it is because there were not enough girls to warrant a “girls” team, because today there is a “girls” team for just about every sport imaginable. So I had to play soccer and lacrosse with the boys. Although there are still many co-ed teams! I am not very tall just under 5 feet but when I played Lacrosse I knocked a few big boys down and yes I got penalties for a lot of them…but when someone is nearly a foot taller than you, a boy and they are running at you…well it’s you or them right?!? I had to change in a washroom away from the boys and I had to bind certain body parts with a tensor bandage just so my shoulder/chest guard would fit, I wore a Jill not a Jock.
One particular game at half time when I took off my helmet and the other team saw a “girl” knocked them over I was called a b***** and worse. I thought my Coach and my Dad the Assistant Coach were going to lose it, the other team’s Coach said nothing and he laughed! I told my Dad that I would handle it. I was shaking but I walked up to the other team’s Coach and said “Excuse me I believe you and your team owe me an apology, you are their Coach and you are laughing at what they are saying to me what kind of role model are you? Hmm, which one of those nice ladies in the stands is your wife? Perhaps I can let her know what you are teaching your son?” Let’s just say I received a lot of quick apologies and I never had trouble with them again. I have never forgotten that moment and I still am glad I stood up for myself. Perhaps I did because I had strong females to look up to in my family.
Maternal Grandmother approximately 18 years old. 
This woman was always so sweet and kind to others and loved and forgave unconditionally. She looked innocent until you played cards or Cribbage with her. She would always pick the colour red while we played Cribbage together and ask me “Do you know why I chose red?” Her Angelic face with a Devlish smile “Because red means DANGER and you better watch out because I am going to win!”. She always looked lovely and she came from humble beginnings and maybe that is why she always helped others. When I had my daughter she was so proud and she smiled and said “You are so lucky to have all this information and help on how to care for your baby, when I had your Mother I didn’t even know how the baby would come out, I was quite surprised!”
From my Gramma I learned you can go through many things in life and still see the best. She lived through losing a young sister, the Great Depression in which she ate dandelion salad to survive, working in an ammunitions factory at age 16 during WW2, losing her parents, losing a son and a husband. I was blessed to have known her for so long and for all the things she taught me. Unfortunately we lost her in 2008. For Gramma Female = brave, strong, forgiving, surviving, kindness and gentleness.
My Mother approximately 6 years old.
I could say so much about my Mom, she was always there when I needed her no questions asked! She has had an interesting life…she was a Nun, a Labour & Delivery Nurse and now a Minister. One thing in common about all those jobs is that they were about helping others. I rarely saw my mother angry and she was patient with my brothers and I even when we were little Sh*ts! Mom kissed our booboos, helped mend our broken hearts and most importantly taught us to care for others.
I remember when I was younger people that didn’t have families coming to our home for supper on some special occasions or holidays and taking Christmas supper to some of Mom’s patients when she was a VON nurse. Patients who didn’t have somebody to cook for them or to celebrate with. One memory that stays with me is when Mom placed some money in a bucket for a women’s shelter. I was about 9 or 10 years old and I asked her why she did that. She smiled and said “You never know when you may need someone to help you out. It’s important to give what one day you might receive.” She probably does not recall this but I do, I remember it was outside a store called Food City/Towers. So Moms out their the little things you do may be bigger than you even realize!
Mom was there for me during some of the most terrible times I have experienced but also some of the greatest moments and for that I am forever thankful! For Mom Female = kindness, giving, independent, loving, understanding and teaching.
My Mother In Law approximately 20 years old. 
This is my Mother in Law, she like my Grandmother lost her parents at a young age. She was in foster care and separated from most of her siblings but you would never know she had a rough start in life she always had a smile on her face and when she got laughing there was no stopping her! She was sweet to others and had a kind heart.
Mrs. M was so proud of being a Mom. She did not drive but man she sure got around and not just locally either. I took her many places that turned into unforeseen adventures! Mrs. M travelled to the USA, parts of Canada, Europe, Cuba, St.Lucia and many other places on cruises. She always us brought back a nice trinket and we still have them. Unfortunately we lost her in 2014. For Mrs.M, Female = surviving, laughter, sweetness, innocence, pride and friendship.
Our Little Miss 
We try to teach our Daughter that she is strong and smart and NEVER let anybody tell her differently! She speaks up for herself, she loves girly things like fairies but she loves also loves Geology, Science, Art, Singing, Dancing, Reading, Super Heroes, Pokémon and Ninjas. Our Little Miss said she is The Pink Ninja and I told her Ninjas wear black so they cannot be seen, she said “I am so stealthy it doesn’t matter what colour I wear.” so you can add confident to that list.
What is great is that her two best friends are boys. They include her unconditionally in their play and fun and when I asked her why these two boys were such good friends she responded “They are so funny, they are nice to me, they love Art, Pokémon and Super Heroes just like me but most of all they treat me the same.” I said “What do you mean the same?” Little Miss said, “They treat me exactly the same as they treat each other no different because I am a girl.” Well I have met these both these boys several times and they have been her friends at school for a couple of years now. Both boys are kind, respectful and funny. All three have been teased because Little Miss is friends with them but both boys stick up for her when the K-I-S-S-I-N-G song starts, all three of them think nothing of it and continue to play. I hope these two Moms are proud of their boys as they are doing something very right! The things adults can learn from 8 year olds!
We are also proud that Little Miss sticks to her laurels and does not do what society says a girl should do or be. I want her to grow up saying and thinking I Can…. I cannot wait to see what her future holds and I cannot wait to tell her more stories of the strong women in her family. For Little Miss Female = Anything she wants it to be.
One last definition…..
I am Ironman,
J~
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