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My Son Wears Heels
One Mom's Journey from Clueless to Kickass
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When Julie Tarney’s only child Harry was two years old, he told her, “Inside my head I’m a girl.” It was 1992. The Internet was no help, because there was no Internet. And bookstores had no literature for a mom scrambling to raise such an unconventional child. Terms such as transgender, gender nonconforming, and gender creative were rare or nonexistent. There were, however, mainstream experts who theorized that a “sissy” boy was the result of a domineering mother. Julie didn’t believe it. She didn’t want to care what her neighbors thought, but she did care. “Domineering mothe...
When Julie Tarney’s only child Harry was two years old, he told her, “Inside my head I’m a girl.” It was 1992. The Internet was no help, because there was no Internet. And bookstores had no literature for a mom scrambling to raise such an unconventional child. Terms such as transgender, gender nonconforming, and gender creative were rare or nonexistent. There were, however, mainstream experts who theorized that a “sissy” boy was the result of a domineering mother. Julie didn’t believe it. She didn’t want to care what her neighbors thought, but she did care. “Domineering mother” meant bad mother. Lacking a positive role model of her own, and fearful of the negative stereotype of an overbearing Jewish mother, Julie embarked on an unexpected parenting path as Harry grew up to be a confident and happily nonconformist adult. Harry knew who he was all along. Despite some stumbles, Julie learned that her job was simply to let her child be his authentic self.