I’m That Mom Raising Empowered Boys

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I always thought I’d be the proud parent of daughters. I imagined nurturing strong, fearless girls who would blaze trails and leave their mark — girls who would take the lessons from their fiercely feminist mom and run with them. But life had other plans, and I ended up with boys. So here I am, that mom raising boys.

You know the type, right? (Come on, I can feel your eye rolls from the other room.) I’m the mom who insists that when discussing anyone over 18, the proper term is “woman.” I’m the one who seizes every opportunity to highlight how we talk about boys and girls differently. Sure, I sometimes take it a bit too far, but hey, that’s my style.

I’m the mom who lectures my boys on the importance of respecting personal boundaries — even if my youngest is only 8 and more interested in video games than girls. I repeatedly say, “Look me in the eyes when I’m talking to you. It’s vital that you stop immediately when someone says, ‘Don’t touch me.’”

I’m the mom who constantly champions the achievements of women. I teach my sons to hold doors open for everyone, because it’s not about being a gentleman; it’s about showing basic respect. I’m always reminding them that while boys and girls might differ, one is not superior to the other. You can’t judge someone’s gender based on hair length, shirt color, or interests.

I’m the mom who’s always challenging stereotypes. I won’t let my kids play video games that objectify women. I’m the one who made sure they understand what periods are, what tampons are for, and where babies come from. I’m the one who introduced them to the word “vagina.” When the time comes, I’ll explain that yes, women enjoy sex because it’s pleasurable.

I’m the mom who had “the talk” with my son before he attended his first school dance, discussing how to treat girls with respect and what to do if he’s not interested in dancing. I’ve made it clear that it’s never okay to mock someone based on their appearance or to use derogatory language. I’m the one who insists phrases like “cry like a girl” are offensive, unjust, and simply untrue.

I’m that mom who doesn’t excuse aggressive behavior just because they’re boys. I’m the one who initiates dinner conversations about how women’s contributions to history are often overlooked. Yes, I quiz them on facts about women’s rights and significant historical events.

I’m the one who stresses the importance of sex and consent, making it clear that if there’s any doubt, the answer is always no. I’m the one who passionately advocates for equality, emphasizing the need to value people for who they are rather than their gender.

I’m not focused on raising gentlemen; I want my sons to see your daughters as equals. I’m the persistent mom who reminds them that not only can girls do anything boys can do, but boys can do anything girls can do — well, except for childbirth.

Yes, I’m that mom. I’m the one who’s unwavering in my commitment to raise boys who will see your daughters as equals and partners. I’m willing to endure eye rolls and sighs if it means making a difference.

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In summary, I’m committed to raising boys who respect and value women as equals. I’m here to make the world a better place for everyone, one lesson at a time.