I was so excited when I found these adorable Batman shirts for your brothers, envisioning the perfect picture for J’s big boy room. I loved the idea of them matching, of J having a bonding experience with his little brother without having to compete with your natural twin bond.
On vacation, we dressed the boys in their caped costumes and set out for a photo shoot on the beach. After getting some awesome brother shots, I paused mid-snap as you entered the lens, happily chasing your two real life superheroes in your brightly colored mismatched outfit. That is when It hit me smack dab in the middle of the face.
Where was your cape? Why did I buy the Superman shirt for my nephew-to-be and not for you? Why can’t you be Superman? Or Batman for that matter? You could wear a tutu or a cute bow with it. OR NOT!!! What is wrong with me?!
Baby girl, I was always a tomboy. I have fought gender stereotypes for as long as I can remember. I was the one who refused to buy pink for friends’ baby showers. Before I even knew I would be blessed with a little girl I knew in my heart that I would not raise a “girly-girl”. You would be tough, strong, smart, and beautiful. I can’t believe how quickly I have let media infiltrate into my brain. Just because I wasn’t in the girls’ section, because it wasn’t pink or frilly, it didn’t even occur to me that you are just as much a superhero as your brothers.
Of course at 17-months, I know you could care less. You are just as happy playing princesses as you are playing in the dirt. Most of all, you are happiest when you are with your brothers. You are all forming your own bonds in your own ways. Who am I to intentionally leave you out?
So here you go, baby girl. Your cousin-to-be can have a hand-me-down. Run with your brothers, dig in the mud, splash through the puddles, climb the tall trees, fight evil, spread the love, and be the superhero that you are. Be whoever you want to be. Don’t let your silly mommy get in the way.