In the gritty landscape of a girl's journey into womanhood, solitude is a myth. She carries the weight of generations before her, their stories etched into her soul. But the heaviest burden she bears is the expectation – the expectation of her femininity, her body, her worth. It's that last one that clenches its grip the tightest, for she must forge her value in the fires of her own existence.
 
Phyllis Williams-Strawder, the firebrand herself, wrestled with her worth. She once believed it lay in the whispers of lovers who passed through her life like shadows, leaving traces of doubt in their wake. With each fleeting encounter, she felt herself sinking, as if she couldn't measure up to the archetype of womanhood she'd built in her mind.
 
But at 41, pregnant for the third time with no babies to show for it, Phyllis faced a pivotal moment. Her promise to her husband that this would be their last attempt hung in the balance. As the days passed, hope clawed its way into her heart. The moment of revelation came with a sigh of relief – "IT’S A GIRL!" Yet, joy was quickly eclipsed by the daunting prospect of raising a daughter.
 
At 18 weeks, Phyllis resolved to have "the talk," not the one about where babies come from, but the one about all THAT DAMN GIRL STUFF that mothers often neglect to share. It was then that she realized she had to unveil her biggest secret.
 
"That Damn Girl Stuff" is an unapologetic, raw, and gripping memoir of a mother's journey to prepare her daughter for puberty. It's a tale of transparency and vulnerability, as a mother bares her soul to teach her daughter the true meaning of worth. Brace yourself for a rollercoaster of emotions, laughter, and heartache, as this mother-daughter duo navigates the uncharted waters of womanhood, armed only with love, wisdom, and the power of their shared story.