Comments on: Pink and red: a rejection, a reconciliation

By: Janine

Janine — Mon, 10 May 2010 09:00:23 +0000

5’7 at 10?? I am 24 and only 5’2. Life is unfair.

I definitely relate to the part about girls being vapid and you wanting to be a person instead.

I got my period at 11. I was upset even though I was prepared and my mother and I have always been open about those types of things. I’m envious that you were so comfortable, because I definitely wasn’t, although I suppose I did feel a bit special to menstruate so far ahead of my peers – my best friend didn’t get her period until she was 16!

By: Menstrual Monday « Raising My Boychick

Menstrual Monday « Raising My Boychick — Tue, 20 Apr 2010 07:19:32 +0000

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By: Annie @ PhD in Parenting

Annie @ PhD in Parenting — Wed, 24 Mar 2010 03:30:08 +0000

I was like that too. I hated all things girly as a child except for one brief period where I wanted to fit in with a cool girl who happened to like this particular style of dresses, so I wanted some of those too.

I always hated pink, until I was pregnant with a girl. Before I even knew that she was going to be a girl (perhaps subconsciously I did?), the pink clothes were jumping out at me in the maternity stores. I do wear pink now, but I certainly don’t think anyone would accuse me of being girly.

My daughter, on the other hand, is all things princess, fairies, and fancy things. She is world’s different from me and I’m not sure whether to celebrate the fact that she is figuring out who she is or mourn the fact that society has told her who she needs to be (because I’m not really sure which one it is).

Oh and she told me today that she likes watching me take the box out of my bum and empty the blood into the toilet (this is where I need your footnote capability within the comments….box = diva cup, bum = vagina).

By: Lauren @ Hobo Mama

Lauren @ Hobo Mama — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 22:11:48 +0000

I like this. It reminds me of those times in high school when I would be in so much pain from cramps and would have to try, ever so hard, to sit without fidgeting or flinching in my classroom seat and pretend on the outside that nothing was wrong. It didn’t help that my mother didn’t believe in cramps (!). All I can say is, thank goodness for childbirth, because now things are much better, physically, but I hope I never forget and tell any future daughter that cramps don’t exist.

But what was my point? Oh, yes, the hiding. The shame. The not wanting to appear weak in front of others. It’s all wrapped up, yes?

By: Arwyn

Arwyn — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 21:45:16 +0000

You write loverlyly. :-P But thank you.

By: Arwyn

Arwyn — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 21:44:13 +0000

I think it’s on my post Raising Him Purple that I have a link to an article by US historian Jo Paoletti about that. Yes, blue for CENTURIES, in Western cultures, was “feminine”, red (and pink by extention) was “masculine”.

By: Politicalguineapig

Politicalguineapig — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 15:01:16 +0000

Another pink hater too. I still can’t use tampons (haven’t figured out how to jam those suckers in) and I spend my period in a growly mood because for that part of the month I want to be a man.

By: Andy

Andy — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 13:10:11 +0000

Either you or Annie must right about how red/pink were the “masculine” color and blue was “feminine” (think Virgin Mary’s outfit)

By: mamapoekie

mamapoekie — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 12:56:18 +0000

you do write well… but I guess you know that already. You kind of reminded me of my own fucked-upness when I was that age… but I was more Jekill/Hide about it

By: Kareena

Kareena — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 10:38:04 +0000

You write good. Me, not so much. Thatisall.