respectful of women

To The Woman Who Marries My Son: I'm Sorry & You're Welcome

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When I was four months pregnant, I told my two daughters — then ages nine and six — that they were going to have a new sibling. I asked if they wanted to know the baby's gender. My older daughter shouted, "It must be a little brother because I already have the best sister in the world!"

While years later she would deny the latter part of the proclamation (loudly and with many door slams), she was correct in her prediction. Our family was getting a baby boy.  

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How I'm Raising My Sons To Be Feminist

Me and my brood, proto-feminist sons included

Misogyny is pervasive. And my three boys are living it all.

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