Thinky thoughts on gender
Nov. 4th, 2007 11:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ah, football. If only I found the sport as exciting as my husband does. It would certainly make for some great couple bonding time. Today is one of the most beautiful days we've had in months, and it would be a perfect day to go for a walk, for a drive, to the lake -- anything. But of course, it's also the day of some hugely important NFL game, which means we will be holed up all afternoon in a dark windowless room watching it on the big screen. No, I'm not forced to be there, but my time with Doug is important to me. I'd rather be in the same room with him, even if I'm knitting or surfing the internet the whole time.
And speaking of knitting, my Sheepy Pants pattern arrived today! I'm so excited! Sheepy pants are a kind of knit-it-yourself wool soaker. There's more info at that link, but wool soakers are basically diaper covers made of knitted wool. They're breathable (so better than plastic or synthetic covers) and surprisingly waterproof. Apparently you only have to wash them if they get soiled with poop, so they're really easy to take care of. And something very useful I can knit for Boo! I'm so excited. I have a stash of wool that I may well dig into tomorrow evening when my current project is done.
Which brings me to this thinky thought: Tomorrow afternoon we'll (hopefully) find out if Boo is a boy or a girl. This is one of those Big Moments in pregnancy, you know? It's not only the halfway point, but it's the point at which the fetus stops being an "it" and starts being a he or a she. It's suddenly a lot easier to visualize that little baby in your arms when you know the gender.
And man, do I ever feel weird about that. I really hate that people pin so much to gender. I mean, you do sort of have to wait to pick out a name until you know gender, unless you have a list of gender neutral names you love. But the other stuff bothers me -- that you will paint the baby's room either blue or pink, you'll start buying frilly little dresses or t-shirts of favorite sports teams, that sort of thing. And worst of all, I fear that people begin to limit their child based on gender from that very moment.
You know what I mean: envisioning either soccer practices or dance lessons; a room full of dolls or toy trucks; sitting in the stands cheering him on at sports events or watching her go off on her first date. For many people, it's one or the other, but usually not both.
Don't get me wrong. I don't underestimate the biological power of gender in our lives, nor do I necessarily think the world would be a better place if we were all gender-neutral. But I am disturbed by the implied homophobia in keeping all things "girly" far from baby boys, by the implied misogyny in assuming "gender-neutral" means "non-feminine".
I'm not sure how to navigate this, honestly. I've been happily plugging along until now, prepared for either gender. The room is decked out in soft greens and yellows (sage green being one of my favorite colors of late), and there are tons of references to animals, stuff that I see neither as gender-specific nor as anti-feminine. I love animals, and to a large extent Boo's room is for me, you know? I've picked out clothes that just say "baby" to me, soft bits of fluffy white fabric adorned with ABC blocks and cuddly teddy bears. If Boo turns out to be a girl, I'll probably add some pinks and purples to the mix; if a boy, the same with shades of blue. I won't do much more than that. But even that disturbs me a bit. Those are just colors. Why do they signify so much?
I'm used to being around people for whom gender and gender roles are fairly fluid, but to what extent is that natural, and to what extent is it a conscious effort on the part of people to reject traditional gender stereotypes? I've never been a girly girl, by any stretch. When I was a child, I didn't care if my hair was combed or if my clothes matched, or if my nails were painted or even clean. I was in the sixth grade before I started picking my own clothes to wear to school, and even then I was playing with both Barbies and Star Wars action figures equally. I went through a period of about three years in junior high/high school during which I wore make-up, but I basically haven't worn it since. I don't know what I'd do with a girl who wanted to wear only pink and freaked out if her perfectly matched clothes got dirty. Similarly, what about a boy who hates musical theater and lives to play football?
I was able to happily ignore all of this for months -- years, really -- but after tomorrow, I can't. In a single turn of the sonographer's wrist, it won't just be about having a baby any more. It will being about having a son or a daughter. And that seems to change an awful lot of things. :-/
And speaking of knitting, my Sheepy Pants pattern arrived today! I'm so excited! Sheepy pants are a kind of knit-it-yourself wool soaker. There's more info at that link, but wool soakers are basically diaper covers made of knitted wool. They're breathable (so better than plastic or synthetic covers) and surprisingly waterproof. Apparently you only have to wash them if they get soiled with poop, so they're really easy to take care of. And something very useful I can knit for Boo! I'm so excited. I have a stash of wool that I may well dig into tomorrow evening when my current project is done.
Which brings me to this thinky thought: Tomorrow afternoon we'll (hopefully) find out if Boo is a boy or a girl. This is one of those Big Moments in pregnancy, you know? It's not only the halfway point, but it's the point at which the fetus stops being an "it" and starts being a he or a she. It's suddenly a lot easier to visualize that little baby in your arms when you know the gender.
And man, do I ever feel weird about that. I really hate that people pin so much to gender. I mean, you do sort of have to wait to pick out a name until you know gender, unless you have a list of gender neutral names you love. But the other stuff bothers me -- that you will paint the baby's room either blue or pink, you'll start buying frilly little dresses or t-shirts of favorite sports teams, that sort of thing. And worst of all, I fear that people begin to limit their child based on gender from that very moment.
You know what I mean: envisioning either soccer practices or dance lessons; a room full of dolls or toy trucks; sitting in the stands cheering him on at sports events or watching her go off on her first date. For many people, it's one or the other, but usually not both.
Don't get me wrong. I don't underestimate the biological power of gender in our lives, nor do I necessarily think the world would be a better place if we were all gender-neutral. But I am disturbed by the implied homophobia in keeping all things "girly" far from baby boys, by the implied misogyny in assuming "gender-neutral" means "non-feminine".
I'm not sure how to navigate this, honestly. I've been happily plugging along until now, prepared for either gender. The room is decked out in soft greens and yellows (sage green being one of my favorite colors of late), and there are tons of references to animals, stuff that I see neither as gender-specific nor as anti-feminine. I love animals, and to a large extent Boo's room is for me, you know? I've picked out clothes that just say "baby" to me, soft bits of fluffy white fabric adorned with ABC blocks and cuddly teddy bears. If Boo turns out to be a girl, I'll probably add some pinks and purples to the mix; if a boy, the same with shades of blue. I won't do much more than that. But even that disturbs me a bit. Those are just colors. Why do they signify so much?
I'm used to being around people for whom gender and gender roles are fairly fluid, but to what extent is that natural, and to what extent is it a conscious effort on the part of people to reject traditional gender stereotypes? I've never been a girly girl, by any stretch. When I was a child, I didn't care if my hair was combed or if my clothes matched, or if my nails were painted or even clean. I was in the sixth grade before I started picking my own clothes to wear to school, and even then I was playing with both Barbies and Star Wars action figures equally. I went through a period of about three years in junior high/high school during which I wore make-up, but I basically haven't worn it since. I don't know what I'd do with a girl who wanted to wear only pink and freaked out if her perfectly matched clothes got dirty. Similarly, what about a boy who hates musical theater and lives to play football?
I was able to happily ignore all of this for months -- years, really -- but after tomorrow, I can't. In a single turn of the sonographer's wrist, it won't just be about having a baby any more. It will being about having a son or a daughter. And that seems to change an awful lot of things. :-/
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Date: 2007-11-04 06:08 pm (UTC)We want to expose Emma and and future children we may have to a variety of activities and let them choose where they want to go in terms of interests. My parents put me in girl scouts, sports, dance, and piano lessons. I loved ballet and music when I was in elementary school and then in JRH and HS started enjoying sports more. I'm so thankful to my parents that they exposed me to a little bit of everything.
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Date: 2007-11-04 09:47 pm (UTC)I feel like I got to be myself as a child, and I don't have any memory of anyone trying to make me into something I wasn't. I was a bookworm and a horse lover and had no sense of fashion whatsoever, and that was all okay.
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Date: 2007-11-04 06:08 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-11-04 06:29 pm (UTC)We're fussing through the fact that we both wanted a girl (*shame*) and prefer girls names to boys names (*shame*). As I said to Adrian last night - I think the best reason to find out early is so you don't have any disappointment on the day!
But this comes with a whole load of emotional baggage, because as you said above - why do we pin so much on gender? I thought I was a pretty neutral on the whole gender thing (it doesn't make any difference to life etc etc) and yet, I want a girl. Admittedly, I want a girl so I have an outlet for all my frilly pink desires that I don't give into on my *own* body, but still, I feel very odd about wanting a girl, and at the same time claiming that gender makes no difference.
Of course we won't know for sure for another month or so (20w ultrasound), but I was pretty sure baby was a boy for the first 9 weeks or so, before Adrian pointed out that if baby was a girl it was odd I was always referring to baby as 'he'.
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Date: 2007-11-04 09:53 pm (UTC)I think I had a preference for a girl until I actually got pregnant. I always imagined myself with daughters, probably because I had a sister and most of my cousins growing up were girls. It was hard for me to imagine having a boy. I think I've just put gender out of my mind for the last few months, knowing it was information I would eventually have and I just had to be patient. At this point, I don't really have a preference, which surprises me.
But I could totally see how easy it would be to have a preference, and how that would be really guilt-inducing. After all, we've both spent a long time trying to get pregnant at all, and shouldn't we just be happy that we're having healthy babies? But it's not that simple. And the fact that you struggled to get here doesn't mean you don't have a right to all of those emotions.
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Date: 2007-11-04 09:59 pm (UTC)Good luck!
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Date: 2007-11-04 08:03 pm (UTC)Maybe part of it comes from parents noticing the things that they expect to see in their kids. My parents expected me to like softer things with girl protagonists, so they paid attention, but they didn't expect me to be a fan of playing soldier/cowboy/whatever, so any interest in those things just went under the radar somehow. I suspect if I ever have a kid, my goal will be to try really hard not to seem surprised by them liking or being interested in something that is atypical for their gender. "You want a doll?" can mean a whole lot of things to a boy, and "You want a truck?" can mean a whole lot of things to a girl. Kids pick up on so much!
Oh, and I wish I'd realized that when playing Star Wars, I didn't always have to be Leia just because she was the girl. I always wanted to be Luke but never quite grasped that I could do that. ^_^
In semi-related news, I ran across a booklet full of these lovely Africa-inspired cross-stitching patterns and thought of you right away! There was a zebra and a giraffe and a lion and something I can't remember right now. It's such a cool nursery theme. :D (You know my kids would get sheep from birth until they were old enough to say "Mom, do I HAVE to wear the shirt with the sheep on it again?!")
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Date: 2007-11-04 10:05 pm (UTC)I agree that expectations are really important, and I think it's probably all you can do to be sure your children know what yours are in the areas that are important to you. In the end, they get to pick the kind of people they want to be, whether it's what you would have chosen or not. I suppose I don't want to put any limits on that, but there's not much I can do about the limits the rest of the world places on people. That's scary.
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Date: 2007-11-04 09:59 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-11-05 01:44 am (UTC)Love you so, mom
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Date: 2007-11-04 11:25 pm (UTC)I also agree a bit with the disappointment at birth issue stated above. I wanted another girl when we learned Karl was a boy, and it took me a few days to get over what felt like a loss - to not have a girl - and then I absolutely fell in love with the idea of a boy - and he's mama's boy, all right. Still lets me hug and snuggle him, although he's going on ten.
OMG. Going on TEN?!? When the hell did that happen?
And you'll discover that, too. Time flies.
With Jayne, she was my little wish-for baby. I wished for one more baby, one more girl, that I would have one more chance to get the nursing thing right, and all my wishes came true. She's my magical number three.
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Date: 2007-11-04 11:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-04 11:26 pm (UTC)I also agree a bit with the disappointment at birth issue stated above. I wanted another girl when we learned Karl was a boy, and it took me a few days to get over what felt like a loss - to not have a girl - and then I absolutely fell in love with the idea of a boy - and he's mama's boy, all right. Still lets me hug and snuggle him, although he's going on ten.
OMG. Going on TEN?!? When the hell did that happen?
And you'll discover that, too. Time flies.
With Jayne, she was my little wish-for baby. I wished for one more baby, one more girl, that I would have one more chance to get the nursing thing right, and all my wishes came true. She's my magical number three.
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Date: 2007-11-05 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-05 12:08 am (UTC)We're a one of each family, with a little boy who's into baseball and dinosaurs and likes his toenails painted and his hair fixed up with golden glittery hairgel and a little girl who defines princess and is way into Star Wars Legos and playing HARD. They figure out who they ARE on their own, I really think they do, and imo I'm not sure I WANT A. to forget she's female for as long as I did. It was a hard thing, realizing that I'd have to make all these life choices around bearing and raising my kids, because I wasn't particularly prepared for them. I'm not sure how to balance that against getting her to reach for everything she wants, but the biological truth of it is that the nature of the choices women have to make is just different, I think.
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Date: 2007-11-05 08:28 pm (UTC)It was a hard thing, realizing that I'd have to make all these life choices around bearing and raising my kids, because I wasn't particularly prepared for them.
You know, I don't think I thought about them much either, but always had this really naive idea that I wouldn't have to choose, that I could have everything. What caught me by surprise was the realization in the last year that I wanted to choose something different than what I'd always envisioned for myself. I need to email you about this actually, because I have an unexpected career opportunity that I think you can probably identify with and give me advice on. *looks shifty*
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Date: 2007-11-06 02:26 am (UTC)I totally hate the way baby clothes are so gendered. I have twice managed to find flowery shirts that were meant for a girl, but which Sam can wear and still look..."manly."
Oh, I hate that I even say it! And yet.... Yeah, the whole kids and gender thing is disturbing. And it's probably natural that from about age 3 to age--whatever, that they will focus on gender stereotype. I think the main thing is to let them know that whatever they're into is cool.
Which is why I'm gritting my teeth against the possibility that the padawan will be into football. I think I can handle most guy things, but not that! I HATE football. Stupidest game EVER.