I write this message on the eve your mother and I plan to go pay a visit to the doctor, check on your health and find out whether you are a boy or a girl.
This is one prime example of how you create great anxiety. We are anxious out of love, of course.
We have so many hopes for you: that you will be here with us and be happy, that you will feel welcome as a new member of the human race, that you will be resourceful, kind, modest, pleasant, funny, inquisitive and full of smiles.
Even with those expectations stated (and we’ll try not to add more), we want you to know that this final evening of complete unknown is not important. Tomorrow, we will know your gender, and in this world awaiting, there are many preconceived notions as to what that means you can do, say, feel or become. You may meet people who treat you strictly according to your gender. This has its advantages and disadvantages, yes, but please know that the most important thing is to feel capable to do whatever it is you want to do regardless of others’ prejudices. Become a scientist, a writer, a teacher, a doctor, an astronaut, a carpenter or baseball player.
Please feel free to do what you are most compelled to do.
Your mom and I already love and encourage you. We will love you always – pretty much the only prejudice we openly encourage. We cannot wait to meet you.
Andrew Holets is a writer based in San Diego, California. He holds a BA in Political Science and Communications (Journalism) from Albright College, and studied nonprofit leadership at the University of Pennsylvania. He has previously lived in Europe, Central Asia and the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania. Once upon a time, he did good deeds in the Peace Corps. Now he maintains social order as a grant writer and outreach specialist. Find more of his creative outlets at andrewholetsdesign.com or by following him on Instagram @aholets.