I really want to be as gender neutral with my kids as possible. I urge NK to knock down blocks, throw balls, be as loud and crazy as possible. I do tend to call her sweetie and darling and other sweet little names. And I have given in to more pink, because she likes it.
But, still, I have worked hard at it, maybe got a little proud.
Then I have a son. I imagined I would act the same with a boy baby as a girl. Especially a newborn, right?
Ummm, no. Out of nowhere, I keep coming up with buddy and little man and the like.
I will be saying champ and sport soon.
I still cuddle with him. I still call him beautiful and darling – sometimes.
So I am coming to terms with this. Maybe I can’t find socialization. Maybe I have to parent NK as a girl but with a rough and tumble edge. And maybe I will parent BT as a boy but softer around the edges.
That’s my boy.