Aaron and I are both happy with this, even though we didn't have a definite preference either way. My husband is happy because he was worried about having two daughters and treating them differently...though why this makes a difference I'm really unsure. I get his feeling...but I'm having a hard time understanding why I do. I'm happy because I feel like having a boy means it will be easier to decide if we really don't want to do this again. Then again, having another baby to "get a boy" is really an odd concept...but again, I feel this way without understanding the feeling. I mean, they're children not collectors items so I'm a bit annoyed with this feeling, to be honest.
|Why is this male?|
And then you throw the color pink into the fray. Pink kicks you in the teeth and screams "VAGINA VAGINA VAGINA" via your optic nerve. It's just a color. A lighter shade of red...but I dislike it for me, my daughter, or my son. That's not to say I wouldn't allow either of my kids to wear it, but I'm certainly not picking it out for anybody. I wish I didn't have these negative associations with something so stupid as a color, but I do...and I'm trying to figure out that means for me having a child with a penis.
I know boys and girls do end up being different in the end, we're wired differently. However, I'm trying not to let my ideas about it cloud my means of raising my children. So how far do I take neutrality here? Do I put my son in my daughter's girly hand-me-downs? Purchase a whole new wardrobe of boyish stuff? Dress both my kids in totally plain basic pants and shirts with no gender messages at all?! I'm trying to figure out where this line is...and it's really hard to define.