When I decided that I was going to have my third child, I knew that I wanted her to be free to discover her own way of expressing her gender identity. My other two weren't raised this way because I was parenting with people who didn't really agree with my parenting philosophy. They gave my daughter pink princesses and my son got tools and superheroes. I tried my best to offer them alternatives but so many voices around them were telling them that the sex assignment they were given at birth dictated what they could get enjoyment from. It was a fight I couldn't win.
So when I found out my third child would be a girl, I told everyone not to buy her pink, or tutus, or princesses.