Nothing can really prepare you for being a parent. And there is no damn way anything can prepare you for being a step-parent.
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By Joni Edelman
I wasn’t raised by a proclaimed feminist, and my family never discussed feminism. In truth, we didn’t discuss much.
My vision of female or intersectional empowerment was watching my mother barely survive a series of completely disastrous relationships, jumping from marriage to marriage and bed to bed, consistently dependent on a man for love, shelter, self-worth. My dad taught me to change the oil in my car—and that’s where his feminism started and ended. So I sort of raised myself in many ways. Thus I came to feminism of my own accord, and found my voice out of frustration.
The generation of kids we’re raising need feminist men and women more than ever. And not just “oh, men and women are equal” feminists, but feminists who will insist that gender equality means everyone is equally treated and equally yoked. Feminist men who will stand up to the men who aren’t and say, “No. That’s not OK.” Allies to the cause.
This isn’t just me being all “hey you kids, get off my lawn.” Misogyny is pervasive. The one-click accessibility of pornography is a phenomenon we still don’t know the far reaching effects of. Sex sells hamburgers. And booze. And jeans. Girls are wearing less and less because skin is becoming more and more. And my kids are living it all.
My oldest boys are 14 and 16 and in the day-to-day hustle of school and band and dirty clothes and orthodontist appointments, I haven’t given much active thought to raising feminist boys. So when I sat down to write this piece I decided to ask my teenage sons to define feminism. Check in. See how we’re doing.
They both defined feminism as “gender equality.”
Oh thank god they didn’t say “I don’t know.” My work here is done. Joni. Out.
But really.
I was terrified to have sons. A) Not having one, I had no idea how to take care of a penis (turns out it’s actually significantly easier than a vulva.) B) I had no idea how to raise a boy into a man who wasn’t an asshole.
I ended up with three boys. Of course.
When my big boys were still little boys clacking around the house in my high heels and their big sister’s princess panties, the more conservative dads in the neighborhood decided maybe they didn’t want their boys around mine. Weird. I didn’t really think about what I was doing except that I wanted to do better than my parents. I wanted to let my kids express themselves, their interests and desires and sexuality, in any way they wanted. If that meant princess panties, then so be it.
We always kept an assortment of toys around, mostly out of necessity. Having girls and boys means having dolls and hot wheels and everyone playing with both. It was never a thing.
But now, as my boys approach adulthood and start relationships of their own with women outside our house, I’m more keenly aware of what they learn both here and outside these walls. And sadly, it’s not as simple as letting them choose the pink shirt over the blue one.
How are we (hopefully) dismantling misogyny one teenage boy at a time?
Language
Polarizing language is a no. “No” words include, but are not limited to: Gay. Faggot. Pussy. Sissy.
No. Nope. We don’t use them and we call the kids out when they do. This isn’t a “put a quarter in the swear jar” situation. This is, to use the overused term, a teachable moment. Want to say shit, damn, even f$@&? Go ahead. But don’t you call anything gay. Do. Not.
Also in the language category . . . how do we talk about others? Objectifying women is such a part of our culture, it’s a hard one to combat. We try to avoid discussing conventional beauty. We don’t give a lot of space to size or weight except to say it’s a reality. I am overweight. That is a facet of my being. Like baking soda is a facet of cake. A part of a larger recipe. My kids are all very thin. Again. Baking soda. But also, we are smart, funny, kind, generous. Beauty is at the bottom of the list of valuable qualities.
Nudity
I’m not going to be able stop my kids from seeing women objectified. And since it’s not possible, I’m not beating myself up trying. Women are naked everywhere. The best I can hope for is that I can undo the litany of images they are bombarded with outside the house by modeling normal bodies and normal eating behavior. We discuss what real people look like, with real bodies that aren’t edited for print. Wrinkled. Spotty. Saggy. Imperfect. Breasts that aren’t plastic. Faces that aren’t completely slathered in makeup. My 10-year-old son was at my side during the birth of his sister. He saw me naked! Giving birth! To a baby! From my vagina!
I also walk around at least partly nude. I’m not thin. I’m stretch-marked. I have varicose veins. Things have moved . . . south. And it’s fine, even good, for my kids, all of them, to see that. Our bodies are amazing, powerful, capable. Not only pretty.
Labor Division
Girls don’t cook and do dishes and mend socks while boys mow lawns and chop wood and tend the cattle. We are an equal opportunity household. My boys fold as much laundry as I do. And I can often be found elbow deep in yardwork. There is no “woman’s work.” There is no “man’s work.” There is only work. We are a team. Every member is valuable.
Consent
Just because a female body exists in a space does not mean that it exists implicitly for your use. Do my boys fantasize about the female form? Is the sky blue? Still, I make it clear this does not excuse treating a woman as the sum of her parts.
My son’s iPad history suggests he’s seen Pornhub, and I’ve taken this as an opportunity for discussion, asking questions like, What are you viewing? Do you know what real sex looks like? Do you know that it very rarely looks like what is depicted in pornography?
They need to know that porn is angles and positions that sell. Real sex is consensual and usually doesn’t look anything like that. And men in porn don’t behave that way during actual, real, non-staged sex, either. Does this embarrass them? Maybe. But probably by now these sorts of conversations are so part of our day-to-day language that it doesn’t. I can’t always control what they see, but I can remind them that what they see may have been obtained in a way that is abusive or demoralizing to women. I also realize I can’t combat porn culture single-handedly—but I can have an ongoing honest discussion with them about how porn is mostly not good for women, or for men.
Affection
Everyone gets hugs and kisses. We display loving, non-aggressive behavior. I don’t stop my boys from playing first-person shooter games, despite the fact that I know it may foster aggression. I simply accept this as a small part of their leisure activities.
It’s not that the testosterone isn’t in plentiful supply. There is plenty. It’s like Niagara Falls of testosterone over here. But I make it clear male hormones aren’t an excuse for poor behavior.
When my oldest son was 14 and in the throes of puberty, we had a disagreement and he came at me yelling, punched his desk, kicked the wall. I sadly didn’t keep my cool and instead yelled back. This wasn’t the most constructive choice on my part, but it opened the door for a conversation about how to handle the overwhelming hormonally-driven emotions that are part of growing up (and part of being a mom of someone who is growing up). As I told him then, being a man doesn’t mean using your “manhood” to dominate or incite fear in others.
In the end, I don’t have a magic formula for how to raise sons to respect women, and I know we aren’t solving any world problems when we try. I can only hope that we are planting the seeds which grow into the movement that will.
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Just once I would like to see one of these articles where the mother cares more about her actual, real-life, flesh and blood sons than the hypothetical women they may one day interact with.
Agreed, Joni seemed more concerned with respecting the other group over self-respect. If she actually wanted to raise her sons right she would have talked about thing boys and men go through. To be wary, of manipulative women and men out in the world, how to deal with rejection and other stuff but nope. Not important, gotta think about the future women first.
Amazing comment. I agree. I didn’t see much focus on the boys and men. Boys and men get sexually assaulted, suffer domestic violence, violence in all forms, get objectified and treated like shit, have laws in the U.S which are discriminatory, have a whole host of issues which need to be addressed. Girls and women need to be raised to not hit males, not punch or slap them, not treat them like shit. Focusing on the needs of one gender simply creates a vacuum of ignorance in which the other gender can suffer in silence and that isn’t feminism according… Read more »
I agree
Everything you’ve mentioned is what I have experienced for 40+ years in a non-feminist arena. All of which you mention is not exclusive to feminism. And to be honest, I’ve seen non-feminists to be more well rounded in their views in that they have always recognized the needs of males as well as the needs of ALL females including those who don’t wish to go a career rout. So in my opinion, I don’t understand why you want to have your kids grow up with a label that in some ways is very restricting and believe it or not is… Read more »