The Activism of Motherhood

It's kind of fun being pregnant sometimes. It gives you an automatic conversation topic with any woman who is either pregnant or has given birth. It's a universal experience that cuts across all boundaries. It's the great equalizer.

Which is why I think M.'s sister has said not a single word since we told her.

As I've blogged in the past, M.'s sis holds herself as superior to us simply because she is heterosexual (the penis factor). Well, we finally have the one thing she has always held as her own: we have invaded the private territory of the heterosexual; we have taken ownership the inherent right of sperm to meet egg that is assumed with heterosexuality.

We have motherhood.

The greatest enemy of our enemies is inclusion and acceptance. It is the complacency of society about having homos at the PTA and in the pews, working in the cubical next to them and talking about their partners openly, that truly frightens those who believe that THEY are superior and that WE are inherently inferior.

Babies bring inclusion and acceptance. Parenthood is universal. Which is why we will win our fight for inclusion through our families and why THEY will constantly try to tear down our right to have one.

Sometimes it's not bad to be part of The Club. If you can grit your teeth through all the stroller talk and Oprah adoration, it's yet another quiet form of activism.