This is a comment by alseeIT on the post “My Son Wears Pink, He’s Either Gay or a Girl Right?“
“”Since I had my son, I could have told why the color/gender divide exists. My own mother pressed and pressed to find out the sex so she could buy ‘the right clothes’. She recently commented on how she is so sick of yellow because that was ‘all she could buy, before he was born.’ (Aside: untrue. She bought him a fleece pink bunny jammas, which I find adorable.)
“I purposely kept the gender unknown so my baby would NOT be pegged into a standard. I found it delightful that one of our lesbian friends said she would buy my baby some transgender outfit. (Hilarious! I mean, what is transgender for a baby? Ha!)
“Now, after all that, I find myself dressing my baby either in clothes like a little old man, (so cute) like his daddy, or in pajamas. Though mostly blue jammas when we are out, because people seem so SHY or afraid to ask if he’s a boy or girl. I’m not offended by the old lady who got mixed up. I just love talking about my baby, any opportunity I get. So blue it is, to ease other people for a chat, but really now, I feel like its a who-cares thing.
Those who mind don’t matter,those who matter don’t mind.”
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