My Beautiful Little Boy

born a son, raised as himself

Meet My Boy

Here’s a picture of my son H taken last summer. I’m blessed that he’s a healthy, happy little boy. He has such a wonderfully kind spirit, he really does. I know all parents say that, but in my case it’s true. He’s always been generous with his playmates, sometimes even to a fault. (Anyone else’s child ever give away his favorite toy and then you have to retrieve it? 🙂 Yes, he’s that kind of boy and I’m glad for it.

Goofing around

But H is also special in other ways…more difficult ones. Even as a small toddler, he was always drawn to what are traditionally considered ‘girl‘ toys and he’s always enjoyed dressing up. I have no problem with this of course. If a boy wants to play princess with the girls, there’s nothing wrong with that. Luckily, my husband feels the same way and has always been fine with it as well.

Last year, H started Kindergarten and I figured the more he was around kids his own age, he’d gravitate to the other boys…after all, boys will be boys. But what if they’re not? What if one boy would rather be a girl? I tried not to make a big deal out of it. Even when H wanted to wear a barrette or his pink shoes, I allowed it. At his age, the kids don’t seem to notice or care, so there was no issue.

As the school year continued, more and more, H was wanting to wear his ‘home’ clothes to school. We’ve always let him buy items from the girls department when there was something he wanted. Usually we kept those clothes for home or with family. Now I was finding myself having to explain why. And after much soul searching (and discussions with doctors) I decided there was no reason why H couldn’t be the way he wanted.

If he feels more comfortable like this, then who is anyone to stand in his way. Of course, as we continue his journey, I’m sure more challenges will arise. But as long as my boy is happy and healthy, then we can overcome them.