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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

What Little Girls Are Made Of

While waiting for Scarlett, Nick regularly got asked whether he was hoping for a boy or a girl. But people rarely asked me and I think it’s because society expects a more pronounced preference from dads, namely a leaning towards a son to carry on their name, legacy, or something. Now, granted, Nick doesn’t subscribe to most male-centric views, but even he was mystified by the frequency of the question and the responses of disbelief he received to answering that he truly didn’t have a preference either way. And when we got a pretty clear ultrasound picture, the disbelief intensified. Many people were incapable of accepting that a man expecting a child, most likely his one and only child, wouldn’t feel at least some disappointment over getting a Mini Her instead of a Mini Me. And I have to admit that, for a moment, I was one of them. Having grown up in a family and religious tradition of firmly entrenched patriarchy, I felt Nick must be a bit bummed out, even if he was hiding it remarkably well, at not having someone to share all his boyhood stuff with. But that’s where we all went wrong--thinking only a boy could share those things, when nothing could be further from the truth. So, Scarlett wears Spiderman swim trunks, knows Marvel and DC characters on sight, and watches the Ninja Turtles video at naptime. Finding them reading Mary Carey’s “Masters of the Universe” Caverns Of Fear was not surprising. Just normal.

http://www.amazon.com/Masters-Universe-Caverns-Shadows-Knowledge/dp/B0007P6DMM

http://www.librarything.com/author/careymv

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