My Pride and Joy

As I lie here watching my baby girl yawn and wiggle, I think…Wow, what a difference a year makes. In just one year there were so many positive changes for the LGBTQ+ community. From epic court victories to Caitlyn Jenner appearing on the cover of Vanity Fair magazine. The US is also just a matter of days/weeks away from a SCOTUS opinion on marriage equality. This is such an exciting time for LGBTQ+ families! Some days I can not believe this is my life! It blows my little mind that this very week last year we were anxiously awaiting the day that our IUI could be performed. Lisa was preparing her body for the sacrifice and I was freaking out about when to have the tank taken over to Shady Grove from Fairfax Cryobank. Now here we are with a baby who is about to turn 3 months old this week.

Columbia, SC Pride 2009: Tiffany

Columbia, SC Pride 2009: Tiffany

June is LGBTQ+ Pride month and I am filled with SO MUCH PRIDE AND JOY this year. It makes me want to build a cloud float with a really big papier-mache unicorn and ride it through the town…But what new parent has time for that? So instead I’ll reflect on Pride festivals of yore. The first pride I ever witnessed was when I was 17 years old. I was shopping in DC with my mom and a friend when the pride parade rolled down the street. I had just graduated high school and had no idea I was gay yet and wouldn’t for some years. Visions of scantily clad Native Americans and two-stepping Texans dance through my head when I look back on that day. I wouldn’t see another pride until I was 30 years old. As an only partially out of the closet adult, in Columbia, SC I worked the ACLU booth and marched in the parade as part of my internship there. Walking in the parade with the ACLU just about made my heart burst. Then I rocked out to Tiffany and that made my inner middle school girl pretty happy. Fast forward only a few years…Lisa and I spent our first DC Pride together. I was so excited! We got a fancy hotel room for the weekend because we had all intentions of going out to all of the events and parties but ordered pizza and crashed. From the stories Lisa tells about Atlanta Pride, I think she was still tired from that. We did watch the parade which turned me into a crying mess…churches, youth, parents, drag queens, children…all marching together to say…We love you…We are your family…Celebrate this life!

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Pride 2014: Excited about the cryobank making an appearance!

If you’re out there in the world wondering why there is a Pride, because for some people those groups, those friends, those churches, those drag queens…they are somebody’s home…somebody’s family. We should celebrate our extended family because we are not alone in this world because of them. So this June I’ll celebrate my family…the ones at home and the ones out there who have always been there. No matter what your family looks like. Be proud.

4 thoughts on “My Pride and Joy

  1. I want to go to pride this year, but the spouse is afraid of taking the baby on the metro (I think because he doesn’t have his MMR vaccine, but it could be a combination of anxieties.) DC pride is the best though.

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    • We are probably not going either. LA hasn’t been on the Metro yet either! But now that she has had her shots I want to get her on there so she can get used to it!

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