Pregnant supermodel Emily Ratajkowski recently revealed, via
Vogue magazine, that she and her husband won’t know the gender of their
baby “until our child is 18.” She added, “they’ll
let us know then.” “They’ll” let us know then? Are they having twins,
triplets, or…? Oh, I get it. Why 18? How is that a magic number? What if they
don’t know or reveal their gender to you until they are 32…or 48? Is that too
old? If so, why? What if they are mute? How will they reveal their gender to
you if you can’t assume it already? Will they write it down on the back of a
napkin at dinner some day? If their actual, physical genitalia has nothing to
do with their gender identity, it can get kinda confusing.
Ratajkowski
disapprovingly noted "that we force gender-based preconceptions onto
people, let alone babies. I want to be a parent who allows my child to show
themself to me. And yet I realize that while I may hope my child can determine
their own place in the world, they will, no matter what, be faced with the
undeniable constraints and constructions of gender before they can speak or,
hell, even be born." And “they” will also be faced with the undeniable
constraints and constructions of mortality and homo sapiens’ susceptibility to
disease, depravity and inanity.
Ratajkowski then switched gears, pivoting from
bemoaning the archaic notion of two sexes to lambasting white men. And boys.
She said, "I've known far too many white men who move through the world
unaware of their privilege, and I've been traumatized by many of my experiences
with them. And boys too; it's shocking to realize how early young boys gain a
sense of entitlement — to girls' bodies and to the world in general. I'm not
scared of raising a 'bad guy,' as many of the men I've known who abuse their
power do so unintentionally. But I'm terrified of inadvertently cultivating the
carelessness and the lack of awareness that are so convenient for men. It feels
much more daunting to create an understanding of privilege in a child than to
teach simple black-and-white morality. How do I raise a child who learns to
like themself while also teaching them about their position of power in the
world?"
Dear God.
Incredibly, she wasn’t done with her woke
sermonizing. The wealthy white supermodel went on to share a story about a
friend’s struggle with her husband and baby boy: “My friend who is the mother
to a three-year-old boy tells me that she didn't think she cared about gender
until her doctor broke the news that she was having a son. She burst into tears
in her office. ‘And then I continued to cry for a whole month,’ she says
matter-of-factly. After a difficult birth experience, she developed postpartum
depression and decided that she resented her husband more than she'd ever
imagined possible. She told me she particularly hated — and she made an actual,
physical list that she kept in her journal, editing it daily — how peacefully
he slept. ‘There is nothing worse than the undisturbed sleep of a white man in
a patriarchal world.’ She shakes her head. ‘It was hard to come to terms with
the fact that I was bringing yet another white man into the world.’”
These are repulsive and terrifying thoughts. Ratajkowski’s friend resented her husband for giving her a baby? Hated that he slept peacefully? Wasn’t happy about delivering a white baby “into the world?”
Fortunately, the women I’ve been close to in my life have been the
exact opposite. Have cherished their husbands and their children. Been thankful
to God for their blessings. And, while not afraid to teach simple black and
white morality, have been forgiving, supportive, loving. They have been proud
of themselves, their children…and their men. They have been tender, nurturing…and
tough. And selfless. Utterly selfless.
And they have made this a world worth living in.
If you have a mother like this, don’t wait until you
are 18 to tell her how much she means to you.
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