My Babies Were Born This Way: Raising Gender-riffic Kids

Since becoming a mother, I have learned that all I really care about is that my kids are happy. And healthy. I can only do so much in the healthy department. But, at this stage of the game, I pretty much control their happiness. When it comes to what my kids want to wear in the morning, I have learned that I really don’t give a rats ass what they wear. And I don’t give an even bigger rats ass what people think about what my kids wear. This is…

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Please Stop Telling Kids What to Wear and Who to Be. Just Let Them Be Kids.

My cousin Shelly called me last night to tell me about a story she saw on the news. There is a little girl in Indiana that wanted to make her first communion wearing a suit instead of a dress. You heard me. This little 9 year-old girl had the gall to want to wear pants. Pants. In public. On one of the holiest days of her life. She was told she could not wear the suit because she has a vagina and she would have to wear a dress or…

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I am Ashamed to Admit I’m Guilty of Fat Shaming.

The other night I posted a meme on my Facebook page. It was of a two toddlers wearing the same outfit. And the caption was how the model looks in the outfit and then how the other baby looks in the same outfit. I thought it was cute. I thought both girls looked adorable. And every woman can relate. We never look like the model when we buy the same outfit. It was funny. Then I got a comment that I should be ashamed of myself. And like every time…

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What I Need the World to Know About Raising a Gender Nonconforming Child

When my husband and I decided to have kids we didn't put all that much thought into it. Because we had been drunk for ten years. But we have learned that there is never really anything that can prepare you for having children. You just do it and figure it out as you go along. I'm pretty sure this is what everyone does. It's a total crap shoot. You're not guaranteed anything. Everyone just goes into it hoping for the best. The day we had our first born son was…

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