September 5, 2007

•  Christmas and Transgenders

   Now I know why stores are already putting signs on their empty shelves that say “We’re preparing for Christmas merchandise!” It’s for the psychos like me who suddenly feel the urge to  go buy an entire shopping cart full of cinnamon  flavored potpurri and air fresheners, apple cider and tiny little porcelain villages. I’ve never felt the urge this early in the year, but years of training by Hallmark and Wal Mart are slowly preparing me for Christmas before Halloween.  I remember how much fun last year was with all of Derek’s family here and I can’t wait to be with them for another holiday season. Plus it means this darn parasite will be out of my belly by then. I don’t know how much bigger he thinks he can get in there, but it already feels like he’s  as big as Caity when she was born.  I’m supposed to be going to regular doctor’s appointments, like every two weeks until October, then every week after that. *psh* yeah right… Who has time for that? When I was working retail while preggers with Caity last year, I made my own hours. I was on the management team and could easily slip out for an hour, leaving the store to other staff members. What do I do now that I’m in this career field?  Sure, I *could* tell the kids I’m leaving the house for an hour and to behave while I’m gone…. but somehow, I don’t think that’d turn out as simply as it sounds.  Child neglect, anyone?

   I’ve become a “Trunthepaige” junkie. She’s got similar views on politics and general  perceptions, but even if I didn’t agree with her, she’s so darn quirky. Her site is worth checking out. Also, any daily news that would tick me off that I happen to miss, she always posts on her site for me to view and become equally peeved at. The most recent post? About the parents who let their 5 year old boy choose to wear dresses to school, the playground, etc. Okay, so you raise your child in a liberal way, that’s your perrogative. Strange to me, but it’s your choice.  The thing the article fails to mention is that the mother no longer offers him a choice between boy clothes or  girl clothes, they only have dresses now.  When she asks him what he wants to wear, she lets him choose between three different dresses, not pants. Also, she calls the boy’s school and asks them to protect him from any teasing. But isn’t that what makes us stronger? I remember back in my first year of highschool, an atheist girl began to make fun of me for wearing a cross necklace. At first it hurt my feelings, but I didn’t stop wearing my cross. It was my choice and my belief.  Eventually the atheist girl became so enraged by my lack of caring that she dumped her lunch tray all over me and threw ketchup-covered french fries at my hair and face. Okay, that sent me home in tears… but did it stop my faith? Hell no!  I grew stronger because of it. I learned that by standing up for what I believed in, I became a stronger person. Now I’m not suggesting that the school encourages children to throw food at the boy, but for crying out loud, don’t make him afraid to stand up for his convictions….  If you honestly  let him wear dresses because it’s the “person he wants to become”, a little teasing isn’t going to change his mind.

   Now let me remind you friends that I personally do NOT agree with it and find it a strange and disgusting idea. I know a few of you personally are in similar situations with trans-gender family members or have the urges yourselves, that’s your perrogative. I just wouldn’t raise my FIVE year old that way.

  Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to screw up my one year old by raising her the best I can. (starting with pictures that make her look stoned.)

  

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