Because I’m Fabulous, wrote an amazing post that makes you think. I remember hearing years ago “Remember your child is a stranger that you are meeting for the first time the day that baby is born”. Putting labels and unrealistic expectations on your child is dangerous. I will never fully understand what it is like to be a transgendered, homosexual, bisexual, and etc. but I was taught by my amazing parents that everyone deserves respect, love, support, and human decency. This article teaches how important it is to listen and respect one another without judgments or preconceptions.
I remember being pregnant with my children, feeling as their gentle flutters progressed into full belly flops on my bladder and painful karate kicks against the backs of my ribs. Back then I had no clue what my children would be like; they were more like ideas than real people. I’d sit in my rocking chair with my hands clasped gently over my stomach and wonder who they’d be. Dreaming of children who loved singing as much as me; envisioning singing rounds, our voices weaving together in harmony.
Then they were born. Short, chubby, bald people who looked a lot more like Winston Churchill than either their Dad or myself. People that screamed randomly, pooped on themselves, and considered “gah” to be an entire conversation. I still had no idea what they were like except loud, messy, and highly uncoordinated. They slowly evolved into their own people. Emma was colicky and had a desperate need to be…
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