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Posted on: June 6, 2013

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I havent posted much at all lately.  Forgive me.  However, this past February we celebrated Pink’s birthday and her first official one as an affirmed female.  She was 8.   It was monumental in the sense that we didn’t have to hide behind two cakes anymore.  One “boy” cake for guests and one cake that she wants.  We didn’t have to save her presents  for when everyone leaves so we wont  have to explain why she is getting dolls and dresses to everyone.  She got to have a girly girl sleepover.  She was ecstatic.    Staying up, watching Monster High movies and being all giggly with your best girl friends.  For her, it was like a dream come true.  I admit, there were two parents that I was anxious about because I don’t know if they know.  But, the majority of them all did.  Sadly, it marks a passage for us as a family.  We had to take down the family portraits with Pink as a boy.  We knew the time would come, eventually.  And, it wasnt filled with sadness or regret.  It was just another passage of time we had to navigate through as best we can.

There was something magical to see her surrounded by all those kids with her face aglow from the candles.  It was one of those moments that I let have an imprint in my heart.    It was comforting to hear her and the girls trying to fall asleep at night all giggles and laughter.   At midnight, one of the girls had set her alarm to go off just so they could wish her a happy birthday first.  When’s the last time someone did that for you?

Its moments like these that I tell myself everything is okay for now.  She has socially transitioned into a school, a community and a social circle of peers.  And she is okay.   Maybe even more than ok.  Maybe wonderfully happy and joyous.  For now.  And I hope always.

I havent posted much at all lately. Forgive

3 Responses to "I havent posted much at all lately. Forgive"

You put forth much love in this post Karen!

You’re a g̶o̶o̶d̶ great mama ! 🙂

Just reading through some of your posts–I can relate for a totally different reason, but boy can I relate. The mother’s pain it seems is sometimes worse while our children are so strong or so innocent and they just put one foot in front of the other and keep moving on–and we hide in the closet and cry 😦 You are doing an awesome thing.

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