Ok, I’m joking about letting my 8-week old daughter choose her gender. The girl is a SHE all the way. But this post topic has been inspired by all the dimwit people who ask me if my baby – covered in pink with pink blankets wrapped around her – is a girl or boy. Now, obvy a baby can pretty much look like a boy or a girl, depending on how you dress them, but when my baby is dripping in pink frilly shit, do you really need to ask? Let me also state that I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, the most politically correct (PC) place to live on earth – it’s so annoying. Letting your kid choose their gender is SO San Fran. Maybe you’ve heard about people letting their child choose their gender vs. giving them a gender specific name and dressing them in gender specific clothing. I saw a story on the news recently where this one couple wasn’t sharing with friends what the gender of their baby is. He/she had a name like “Sam” and wore lots of yellow. Their 3-year old son was forbidden to tell anyone whether he had a brother or sister. How far will people go to make a statement, really? Go freaking hug a tree.
My husband and I went to an art and wine festival this past Sunday and three different people asked us if Annabelle was a girl or boy before complimenting on how cute she is. And then tonight the cashier at the grocery store asked me if AB was a girl or boy before complimenting her. GAH! It’s not like baby girl is masculine looking (if babies can even look masculine!?); but that’s just people being cautious. It’s like not saying “Merry Christmas” anymore – people are afraid to offend someone. Heaven forbid you assume my pink baby is a girl.
Of course you’ve got “forward thinking” celebs like Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt letting little Shiloh, their first daughter together, dress like a little boy because she’s a big tomboy and wants to be like her brothers. And then they go on record saying they’re not going to push anything on her and if she wants to dress like a boy, she can. Now that’s fine with me…lots of girls are tomboys. But I just think by Brangelina doing this; suddenly it becomes the trendy thing to do. And now everyone stops to think before complimenting someone’s baby.
The next time someone asks me if Annabelle is a girl or boy, I’m going to act really annoyed and ask them what they think. Hell, by the 2nd or 3rd time someone asked us this on Sunday we started sarcastically replying that we’re letting her choose her own gender. People would laugh and just say; “Hey, you never know these days.” Ugh…that’s so annoying. The day political correctness inhibits our ability to compliment babies without walking on the gender eggshells, we’ve got problems, America.
And by the way, an early Merry Christmas to you. 🙂