Jennifer is a one in a million stay-at-home mom. (More like one OF a million stay at home moms!) She graduated from a liberal arts college but there is nothing liberal OR artsy about her. She is married to Kevin Fischer of This Just In, and together they have a beautiful toddler daughter Kyla Audrey. In no particular order she loves dogs, wine, a good bargain, her family, pizza, and entertaining. Follow her blog of all things miscellaneous including but not limited to cooking and baking, entertaining and party planning, being a mommy, and homekeeping.
When Kevin & I found out we were going to be parents, we decided we would not find out the gender of our baby. The only problem that posed was there are very few gender-neutral outfits available these days since most parents find out as soon as they can. We both love surprises and felt that this was the biggest and best surprise we could ever give one another.
As soon as precious Kyla Audrey was born – literally minutes later – Kevin called his mom, his brother, and my best friend (in that order) to share our joyful news. Naturally there were some main points of information: that our baby was healthy; length & weight stats; and um, oh yeah! That we had a GIRL.
When we came home I was eager to show her my carefully planned and executed nursery. Naturally she had no clue, but it meant the world to me. Every detail of her bedroom was exactly what I wanted and I was so proud of it. Of course it was gender-neutral but perfectly fitting to our family: Mickey Mouse.
The fact that her nursery was void of pink or frills mattered very little. She was showered with girly-girl outfits from the start. And really, what does a newborn know? We were opening congratulatory notes for weeks and even 90% of the envelopes were pink.
Two years and ten months later, she is every inch a girl and proud of it. When she plays cars with me, she wants one of her stuffed friends to be in the driver’s seat. When she plays with her plastic dinosaurs, she plays family with them: Daddy is the biggest dino, then Mommy, then a tiny one for BabyASaur. She proudly carries her ‘saurs in a pink suede bag. I’m waiting for them to show up at one of our many tea parties we have during the week.
My point is, we haven’t forced any sort of toys on her or any particular clothing styles. She naturally gravitates towards the feminine things even when playing with traditional “boy” toys. It is her choice to play with what she wants and how she wants. Am I happy that she loves dresses and loves to feel pretty? Does Kevin beam when he buys her a new piece of jewelry? OF COURSE!
Can you imagine just for a nanosecond if we had chosen NOT to tell anyone we had a girl? “Hi Mom, Jennifer and Star are doing great. They are both healthy. Star weighs 6 pounds and is 21 inches long. Can’t wait for you to meet Star.” HUH? Can you imagine the sales associate at Hallmark? “I’m sorry we don’t have any ‘Congratulations on the birth of your generic child’ cards.” Good grief!
Why would any parent in their right mind neglect something so natural and basic as gender? (I have a few answers but they are not suitable to print on a family-friendly blog like this.) Well these geniuses thought it was the perfect thing to raise their child with no gender revelations to “the world” for the first five years of its life. Turns out the poor dear is a boy, something they disclosed only because he was starting kindergarten.
This is so bizarre that I can barely grasp the concept. To me it is tantamount to any other form of psychological child abuse. The “parents” made headlines this week but I would dearly love for the press to follow this “family” along for the next 20 years to see the results of their scholarly decision. Wow. That’s about all I can say (at least here.)