Originally Posted by
xmasbabycomin
My names is Lisa and I had a transexual Cabbage Patch Kid.
It wasn't my fault-I swear.
A few years ago, my sis and I were sitting around talking about CPKs, much like this. She recalled a Christmas morning, about 30 years ago- how there were two under the Christmas Tree, and she woke me up excitedly, asking me if I wanted the Preemie or the one w/hair. I, half asleep, said, "w/hair". I basked in the memories of meeting Emily Jennifer for the first time, with her short brown hair and pretty pink dress.
My mom, sitting nearby, busted out laughing.
"So you never figured out that you really had a boy?" Umm...whaaa? Gears in my brain began turning, my world began to spin. Wait, the birth certificate: CARTER ULYSSES! Noooooo!
Somehow I felt betrayed, yet, admittedly, it was pretty hilarious. Apparently, my mom didn't think either of us would be as pleased w/ a male doll so she bought a dress, carefully took Carter out, changed & reboxed him and the rest is history. I vaguely remember asking about the name, never having heard it before, and her pretty much saying something generic like, "You know you can change the name. What do want to change it to?" Good ol' mom w/the redirection.
I generally think of myself as a very tolerant, accepting person. Maybe that's thanks to Carter.