I just watched Ethan run head first into an interior wall with his Halloween football helmet on, so hard he fell down.
Since this is something that would never cross my mind to do, I was confused. I asked WHY?
He looked at me like, is the answer to that not obvious?
"First I was trying to walk, then my legs wanted to run, then I crashed because I felt like it."
If you have a little boy of your own, you are shaking your head in agreement. If you have a little girl, you are shaking your head in confusion. Don't tell me that XX and XY parenting is the same. It is not.
On the flip side, yesterday at the school Halloween party, I watched a little girl in a sparkly princess dress tell her friend that she could no longer talk to her because said friend dressed up as Ariel The Mermaid and she knows that Ariel is not a REAL princess, but a mermaid, and so now Sparkly Princess Girl will need to find a new best friend.
The betrayal was forgiven over juice boxes and cupcakes, but it left me thinking that maybe dealing with head-on wall trauma is easier to navigate than the underworld of the female psyche.
Since this is something that would never cross my mind to do, I was confused. I asked WHY?
He looked at me like, is the answer to that not obvious?
"First I was trying to walk, then my legs wanted to run, then I crashed because I felt like it."
If you have a little boy of your own, you are shaking your head in agreement. If you have a little girl, you are shaking your head in confusion. Don't tell me that XX and XY parenting is the same. It is not.
On the flip side, yesterday at the school Halloween party, I watched a little girl in a sparkly princess dress tell her friend that she could no longer talk to her because said friend dressed up as Ariel The Mermaid and she knows that Ariel is not a REAL princess, but a mermaid, and so now Sparkly Princess Girl will need to find a new best friend.
The betrayal was forgiven over juice boxes and cupcakes, but it left me thinking that maybe dealing with head-on wall trauma is easier to navigate than the underworld of the female psyche.
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Oh for sure. I'm still freaked out that baby #2 is a girl. Girls are so much harder - not so much in the early years b/c they aren't as hyper/loud/crazy, but certainly in the "formative years" when there is just so much pressure from each other, from boys, from everyone...I'm scared. Really really scared.
I love my son, I use to think I wanted a girl and then when i was about 6 or 7 months pregnant I went prom dress shopping with my little sister and after going to 10 different stores in the mall and watching her try on atleast 100 if not 1000 different dresses she decided that she wanted the first dress she tried on after all, at that point I told her good luck and left while my sanity was still intack and as I walked out of the mall I rubbed my tummy and thanked the great Lord above for not listening to my wishes for a girl and giving me a boy.
SInce my movement disorder has prevented me from having a real job I have started babysitting for friends, and let me tell you, I have a 2 yr girl I watch that can outscream anyone I know, and she has more mouth on her than any teenager I know so I don't believe what carrie has to say about not so much in the early years--I think they are stressful enough at any age, which is why I have allowed my husband to 'share' a daughter with a friend because I won't have one of my own--not until I forget what I was like as a teenager.
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Amen.
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