If you don’t already know, Kiersten Mae Day is a pen name.
While I had been toying with the idea for a few months, my bike ride to D.C. was the first time I actually called myself Kiersten out loud. And if it’s so weird, why continue calling myself a name that is not legally mine?
Because I have to.
I think I have referenced this before, but battling infertility caused me to reevaluate a few things.
So I am back in school, getting a second bachelor’s degree and once that is complete I will be applying to Ph.D. programs.
Now comes the tricky part, women in the workplace often face discrimination, especially mothers. And if you haven’t noticed I desperately want to be a mother. I feel like this puts me in a position that is at best tricky to navigate and at the worst a situation where I may not be offered a job, in my chosen setting, upon my graduation.
To combat that possible scenario, I put a lock down on all my personal social media accounts and deleted a lot of content, just in case. But I didn’t want to stay silent about my journey. I had done that for years, and I wasn’t going to continue. And with that Kiersten Mae Day was born.
But once I decided to ride my bike to Washington D.C. Kiersten became someone else. She wasn’t just a woman who spoke her mind about infertility, she became everything I wished I was. She became my alter ego. She is strong, brave and adventurous. Kiersten wasn’t afraid of setting goals that seemed crazy and she actually followed those goals through.
In the beginning, creating a pseudonym felt like a neccessity for my future, but it actually was the final straw to becoming me again, and now I can’t imagine letting that go.