I have a son. Sometimes I need to repeat that to myself out loud because it still gives me goosebumps. I always dreamed of having a baby boy and raising a boy into a man by nurturing his strengths, teaching him about the importance of emotions and to never shy away from being sensitive or vulnerable. To watch his kindness grow and be an example to him on how when you give kindness to people, animals and our planet you get to watch them flourish. To roll around on the floor pushing toy cars and cleaning up messy hands. To always be there, to support his choices, to support his dreams...⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Have you read ‘Untamed’ by Glennon Doyle? There is a piece in her book about how we as humans are constantly being poisoned by our cultures standards of what is feminine and what is masculine. This particular part stood out to me:
“Our boys are born with great potential for nurturing, caring, loving and serving. Let’s stop training it out of them. Our boys are just as human as our girls are. They need permission, opportunities and safe places to share their humanity. Let’s encourage real, vulnerable conversation among our sons and their friends. Let’s ask about their feelings, relationships, hopes and dreams so they don’t become middle aged men who feel permitted to discuss only sports, sex, news and the weather. Let’s help our boys become adults who don’t have to carry life alone. We need to decide: do we want our sons and partners to be strong and alone, or free and held.” -Glennon Doyle
I can’t believe today is 6 months with you my baby, raising you is the greatest reward life has given me.
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