Don’t say pregnant woman!!
Say what now?
https://twitter.com/jonkay/status/1123925236951416833
Where is this??
Ah.
https://twitter.com/jonkay/status/1123998485357969409
Ok so I’m reading the Ledge Bit Kyooeea Inclooosiv Pregnancy n Birth Care post.
Pregnancy and birth care professionals fulfill a wide range of roles and functions in the lives of the people and families we serve. However, as a whole, our goal is to provide compassionate, respectful, culturally appropriate care to all of our clients.
I hope they spare a little attention for the medical aspect of the whole thing.
Most of the resources available to birthworkers are not centered on the lived experience, identity, and needs of people whose gender identity and sexual orientation fall outside of heteronormative mainstream definitions of sex and gender.
What are these “needs” though? Lesbians probably don’t want to be asked questions about their husbands, but surely that’s not all that difficult to manage with notes on the chart or similar, unless the setting is some churchy hospital in the boondocks. It doesn’t seem to require a vast amount of “centering”; just a little would do. Other than that…what? The fact that some pregnant women say they are men? Put another note on the chart and move on.
1. ASK, DON’T ASSUME!
Just because someone “looks like” a particular gender doesn’t mean they identify that way. Ask them what name and pronoun they use, note their name and pronouns on intake and medical history forms—and use them consistently.
But…how? How do you use third person pronouns in two person interactions? You don’t. Also…if it annoys or upsets a trans person not to be asked what pronouns They use, might it upset a person who is not trans to be asked? Might it upset or annoy almost everyone who is asked? Is that something to take into account at all? Are there some contexts in which it actually is better to assume than to ask? Think, for instance, of people who are asked “Where are you from?” when they’re not immigrants but are, say, browner than the majority. Asking what the pregnant woman’s pronouns are could feel like that.
Many (but not all!) LGBTQIA people have complicated relationships with their body. Asking them what terms they use for their body and/or body parts, and then using those terms, can help them feel empowered and affirmed.
Hmmmm. So one person calls her Birth Entryway “Muffy” and another calls it “Love Canal” and another calls it “James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree” – won’t it get a little tricky for the birth care professionals to remember them all?
I see a future in which all the birth professionals are in a huddle trying to remember which name they’re supposed to apply to this particular Birth Entryway while the baby just makes its own way out.
But…the problem is, if you are a uterus-bearer who happens to be a lactational parent and currently gestational, and you just happen to want to be called a pregnant woman, that apparently is verboten, because what I am called is distressing to someone else who has a penis and cannot get pregnant though they know they are a woman because they feel like one, or to someone who has a uterus and it is full of baby but they know they are a man because they feel like one.
So, once again, all bets are off when the person being asked what they want to be called objects to uterus haver, gestational parent, or lactation specialist (or whatever). In short, women don’t count. You only count if you think you are a woman with a penis, or think you are a man with a uterus.
Not really the point, I know, but I don’t care for the word coparent. As a father, I am 100% my son’s parent, as is his mother. I’m not any less his parent than she is. But “coparent” sounds to me like “assistant parent” or “secondary parent.”
Which is to say, “Who asked them to fix this for people like me? And might there in fact be one or two woman who would object to gestational parent/womb instantiator?
And instead of “father,” they think “sperm donor” might be appropriate? What father/spouse/papa/husband would want to be referred to as the sperm donor?!
And doesn’t “birth partner” already mean something different from “spouse/husband” or “father”?
Yes, now I do think these people are aliens or robots or (more likely) alien robots.
“Spouse” is insufficiently gender neutral?
I think they were swept up in the desire to replace every term in ordinary usage with something that is clearly new and “woke”, whether it was actually “problematic” by their absurd criteria or not.
What will they do with “sibling” when they realize that babies are not all only children?
Also, now you mention it, “father” is raaaaaaaather different from “sperm donor” in a whole long list of ways. I mean technically the word is used of a fumble in a corner at a drunken party, yes, but it’s in a sort of “held with tweezers” way. Its more general meaning is of someone who sticks around while the kid grows up unless forcibly prevented.
I have a feeling I’m going to regret asking this, but: what is with the last row in the chart? What is the beef (sorry, the “animal-derived protein”) with the term “breast”? Everyone has breasts — why, even asexual demiromantic two-spirit nonbinary questioning queers have breasts!
Screechy, I think that falls in the same category as “spouse”. A spouse merely means someone you are married to – I am a spouse (wife), but my husband is also a spouse. If I were married to another woman, I would still be a spouse. If I put on a mustache and called myself Fred, and my husband didn’t walk out on me (because he hates the name Fred), I would still be a spouse.
I think Latverian Diplomat hit it on the head – we need an entirely new language so people will know how woke we are, not like those shrill old rad fems.
Screechy:
Pfffft! Manly masculine men have chests! Manly masculine men’s chests are magically non-breasts, and can be exposed in public, while breasts are female, feminine fun bags meant for the sexual enjoyment of manly masculine men. Sexy female titties only have a function as tittilations for manly masculine men, and are therefore prurient, shameful FE-male organs that must be covered up unless some manly masculine man wants to gratify himself with them. And, for people “assigned female at birth,” but who *just know* that they are really manly masculine men, they couldn’t possibly ever have or even be associated with the degradation and shame of having *breasts*. Never!
Shakespeare, Henry V, Act II
I know you aren’t arguing with me; the quote was just for amusement.
Chest feeding?? Jesus fucking christ, can’t even say breast in case of … I have no idea what the issue is. People without breasts getting angry at not having them? Too fucking bad, the only chests that can be used to feed a baby are those with breasts on.
I’m picturing a gynecologist arguing with a nitwit over which word to use, in the style of Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck arguing about wabbit season / duck season… “Vagina!” “Yoni!” VAGINA!” “YONI!”
VAJAYJAY
On that note, doesn’t everyone have a complicated relationship with their body? Since our bodies often respond in ways we don’t wish? But calling things different names, in medical facilities, is…childish. Kindergartners might refer to their wee-wee. Those of us who are grownup feel comfortable calling it a penis. There are a million different euphemisms, but no medical professional should be put in a spot of using a term for something that has a perfectly acceptable term that everyone understands…or used to.
Well, spouse does presume marriage, and we married people cannot possibly know the harm done by the violence of assuming that an unmarried gestatorbot is in fact married.
I thought the same thing about “sperm donor”. That used to be a term of complete condescension toward a father who did nothing for his kid or the mother…hence, he was just a sperm donor. Now it’s a preferred synonym for “father”?
And “chestfeeding” just sounds disgusting. It also makes me think of this (warning: nobody with good taste should watch this):
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9oAahtmFJ9Q
I want there to be a movie called Invasion of the Unmarried Gestatorbots.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Okay, put a rather LONG note on the chart and move on.
The title of this post reminds me of the Monty Python sketch where a couple are in a store buying a bed, but the sales clerk serving them puts a bucket over his head every time he hears the word “mattress.” The rest of the staff have to gather round and sing “jerusalem” in order for him to take it off. With this lot, I’d leave them bucketed…
Well, I have set myself a goal of someday writing a movie script just to try my hand at it. This wasn’t what I had in mind, but I’ll definitely have to put it on the list.
Crediting Skeletor and Ophelia as co-writers, of course.
Sorry, that would be Acolyte of Sagan and Ophelia as co-writers. You’ll have to wait for another movie, Skeletor.
EUREKA!
This search just goes on forever without any possible resolution. It is in short, a vehicle to infinity…! All we have to do is hitch a space capsule to it, and it can take us to the stars…! I am sure NASA will be very interested…
So ‘laboring’ is wrong, but ‘nursing’ is right? I can’t think of anything on their/there/they’re list more gendered than ‘nursing’. Maybe ‘female doctor’ and ‘male nurse’ are magically the defaults now.
Fine. As long as it keeps me far away from any “chestfeeding”.
I don’t know how real women put up with this. If I was pregnant and some idiot got in my face with this nonsense, I would be throwing the mother of all scenes. How much crap are real women supposed to put up with now? Do all young women now just sit there will strained sad smiles on their faces while they are treated like garbage? Sorry, maybe I am horrible but I would NOT be civilized about this at all.
I did! I DID take great care of my mother, although I was only three. I warned her, I warned her!!
SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BACK IN TIME FOR TEA!!!
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I never…saw her….again.
Really, I hate to imagine the guilt James felt.
@iknklast:
HEY! My brother is called Fred!
Come to think of it, though, I’ve never really liked him very much.
@Clamboy:
I’ve always got the impression that he was quite sanguine about the matter. He was quick to inform his relatives where the real blame lay.