The countdown continues – thirteen days until my second baby boy is set to grace us with his presence. As people seek to share in our joy, I’ve been noticing and thinking about the flippant comments made about raising boys vs. raising girls. Here are some of the most common along with what I hope instead…
“You don’t have to deal with the sass and allll the attitude.”
I hope my son can come alongside her to encourage said ‘attitude’ in positively life-changing, society-altering ways.
“Boys prefer their mom.”
I hope my son treats her like an independent queen from watching his father treat his mother in that way.
“Girls are expensive.”
I hope my son encourages financial freedom and financial independence and financial partnership.
“Girls are SO emotional.”
I hope my son has enough healthy emotional capacity that allows him to maturely communicate in effective ways, freely explore conflict through conversation, and humbly engage with others.
“You constantly have to worry about boys.”
I pray to God my son is not a jerk who intimidates, manipulates, or scares a woman.
“Boys will be boys.”
This is my most hated phrase regarding the upbringing of males. It is incredibly loaded and full of stereotypes. Most often when I hear others repeat this phrase, it’s to justify poor, incompetent, erratic behavior or malicious, violent, immature actions.
Is it dramatic to say that it’s kinda sickening that most of these comments are made by women? Most of these comments are made by women who consider themselves trailblazers. Women who consider themselves progressive. Women who consider themselves empowering future females.
If I sit back and hope for the best because “boys are easy,” what will I have contributed? I do not want to dismiss the burden of raising empowered females. However, do not dismiss nor discourage my burden of raising competent males who relentlessly and confidently and boldly empower other males, as well as females.
Of course, I can make no promises. In fact, I have an incredible fear of clicking ‘publish’ for this post to be out in the world and then do a terrible job of raising boys. But here I am with an impassioned commitment to try my damnedest.