Second Baby, First Awakening

May 1, 2019 | 2019 Spring - Firsts, Articles, Poetry

By Beth Innis

Being attracted to all genders never seemed weird
Especially if I never spoke of it
Being attracted to all genders never seemed odd
Especially if I married a man
Being attracted to all genders never seemed strange
Especially if I had little straight children

However

Shortly after my second daughter was born
Suddenly life seemed incredibly short
Shortly after my second daughter was born
Suddenly authenticity seemed paramount
Shortly after my second daughter was born
Suddenly bisexuality wasn’t an option but a necessity

However

Trying to explain this revolution was tough
Especially to my husband and partner in crime
Trying to explain this revolution came with pain
Especially to my family who didn’t see it coming
Trying to explain this revolution burned some bridges
Especially to friends who couldn’t bend their minds

However

Living this revolution after I first woke up
Was worth it every single day
Living this revolution after I first came out
Opened up my eyes to others who felt like siblings
Living this revolution after I first asked for help
Will make my family’s story more complete

Beth Innis is a bisexual woman married to man with two daughters, two dogs, one cat, and one chicken. She is a veterinarian and small business owner in the Boston area.

Related Articles

This Bird on My Back

By Emilyn Kowaleski If someone would have told me years ago that I was staring at the girl in college with the raven tattooed across her back because, perhaps, I wanted her And less perhaps, because I wanted to be her I might not have this blue heron etched on my own...

read more

Substance

By Mycah Katz First it was an injection The nurse telling me she wanted to be part of my journey But the suicidal thoughts were like an anvil I couldn’t stop The gel was gentler sometimes my mind was calmer But every moment of anxiety became hours of anguish My body...

read more

Two Poems by Cel Sanel

Plant Baby Compost me I know you read the ingredients as you kissed my back and can judge accordingly Shovel me in little heaps and wrap me around a seed so I’ll mean something, my decay will be a service and I’ll use the oxygen that once emphasized how hard it was to...

read more