My daughter loves pink. Coincidently so do I. I was never really allowed to wear pink growing up. Not because my parent’s had any issues with their daughter having a preference for girlie things. I had plenty of pink things. But I am a redhead and my mother lived by the rule that pink is just not a color that redheads can wear. Of course she was completely wrong. Sorry mom, but pink is actually one of my best colors.
My daughter’s closet is full of twirly dresses and sparkly shoes. If you lay out 3 or 4 pieces of clothing for her to pick from and one of them is pink she will almost always chose the pink one. If pink isn’t an option it will be purple. She has pink Lego and a pink bike. She is a girl and she loves pink. She also loves Barbie dolls , My Little Pony and Hello Kitty. And I do nothing, absolutely nothing to dissuade her from this fondness for pink and all things girlie. Why? Because it’s who she is. When I say that I don’t mean because she’s a girl – I literally mean because it’s who she, Molly, is.
If Molly preferred green or blue or yellow she would have a closet full of clothes in green or blue or yellow. If she didn’t absolutely adore playing with Barbie dolls she wouldn’t’ have any. If she never wanted to wear a frilly dress again I would be perfectly fine with that. And who knows – one day she might decide frilly dresses are not her thing. She is only four after all.
I know that some parent’s work hard to dress their kids in gender neutral clothing. To only give them gender neutral toys. Some even go so far as to hide their children’s gender all together. And I am not referring to the parents of children who have gender identity disorders. That is something else all together and I can only imagine how complicated that would be. But I have a daughter who is seemingly quite comfortable with her gender and I just don’t feel any need, none at all, to squelch that comfort.
In case you’re wondering – Molly loves to play with trains and cars. She has a firefighter costume in the dress up box and knows more about dinosaurs than I do. Not everything she owns, wears or does is girl-centric.
The bottom line for me is that I have a girl and I want her to be proud of being a girl. I want her to be proud of who she is period.