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I've been meaning to touch on this subject for some time now, Yet when I ask friends for input, some agree are totally into it, and others, not so much . The topic? Gay Men or Gay Fathers being referred to as Wives and Mommies. Okay, not that anyone asked but here's my take. Lets go back in time, think housewives, as 1950's as that sounds. Still conjures up the image of a well made up lovely apron-wearing beauty, right? Standing by the door at 5:30, martini in hand, welcoming her hard working Husband home. When Gay couples started becoming more visible, much of society, in order to be able to understand that relationship, felt the need to place us in the same scenario described above. And I'll just go ahead and say it, many Gay men, for the same reasons, needing to be understood, willingly accepted those roles. The butch one, the femme one. The more flamboyant of the two. The Man , the Woman . Don't we still to t...

The Following post was written exclusively for: http://itsconceivablenow.com/ Not to be reproduced without consent from author. *now* Please call your father! That's how my Fathers Day began, my first Fathers Day. With my husband telling me I should call my Dad. My Parents divorced when I was a baby, my Father was an absent figure for most of my adult life. In his true fashion he would pop in now and then and attempt Fatherhood, but never that well, and never for that long. I grew into the man I am without him, and that's always been fine with me. *then* October 27th 2011 was the most important day of my life, even more important than the day I married my Husband. That day in itself was magical but nothing compares to the day our Son was born. We had been introduced to a young woman who at 6 months pregnant had decided she did not want to keep her child. At 5 months she had attempted to terminate her pregnancy, however, not re...

We woke up this 4th of July wondering what great adventures we could have that day. We are nothing if not an adventurous family! With Ben just 8 months old we knew the late night fireworks were probably not going to be in our cards. And if his reaction to the recent pride parade's loud sounds was any indication, we were much better off quietly at home anyway. THE ZOO! I thought to myself. The Husband agreed, and so an adventure had begun! We lathered Ben up with Sunscreen and pulled out his newest Hat! We packed everything up that we needed for the day and headed off to Zoo Miami. We quickly realized that the sights and sounds of the Zoo and it's 6 million visitors, ( okay I stretch the truth slightly but we were obviously not the only ones that thought the Zoo on the 4th was the place to be! ) Was going to be a lot for Ben to take in. He did however love the Camels, Daddy and Ben And ...