Good news, everyone! Mary Cheney's pregnant.
Mary Cheney And Partner Are About To Be MomsFrom the Washington Post:
Mary Cheney, the vice president's openly gay daughter, is pregnant. She and her partner of 15 years, Heather Poe, are "ecstatic" about the baby, due in late spring, said a source close to the couple.
It's a baby boom for grandparents Dick and Lynne Cheney: Their older daughter, Elizabeth, went on leave as deputy assistant secretary of state before having her fifth child in July. "The vice president and Mrs. Cheney are looking forward with eager anticipation to the arrival of their sixth grandchild," spokesman Lea Anne McBride said last night."****
Dear Mary,
Let me be the first to congratulate you on your pregnancy. That's wonderful news. Revolted as I always was at the sickening spectacle of your shilling for your father while he and his cronies were out there cynically flogging an anti-same-sex marriage Constitutional amendment in order to cozy up to the hatemongers in his party who not only want to deny you and Heather the right to marriage but would, if they could, deny your soon-to-be-child the right to exist, and will, if they ever get the power to do it, snatch that child from your arms and give it to a "normal" heterosexual family, I must admit to having kind of a soft spot for you. You're like the mirror universe me. We're both lesbians; we're both about the same age; we're both in lifetime committed relationships of more or less the same length (mine's a few years older, but I am interested to note from this article that you first met your partner in 1988, the same year my partner and I got together); we've both got Republican fathers and mothers who embarrass us in public, and so on. It's true that your father is the freakin' Prince of Darkness, and mine's not; but after all that's not your fault. It's also true that you are complicit in his reign of evil, whereas I fought as hard as I could to end it; but...oh, let's face it, that part of it IS your fault. But I digress.
Anyway, Mary, woman to woman, let me give you a little bit of a heads-up about what this decision is going to mean for you and Heather...or at any rate, what it WOULD mean for you and Heather, if your father weren't capable of ordering his dark minions to rise in their dread majesty in the dead of night and demolish the obstacles and make smooth the path before his chosen one so that when the sun arises and you set out on your journey you might not even know they were ever there:
* Your state, Virginia, just amended its constitution to ban same-sex marriage. This means that Virginia state law is officially hostile to extending legal rights to same-sex couples, including parental and custody rights. Good luck finding a judge that will allow Heather to adopt the baby. And if you find such a judge, for God's sake don't publicize it, because it will result in an organized campaign of political persecution that will probably stop him from doing it for the next couple.
* Says in the Post you plan to keep the circumstances of the pregnancy "private." Good idea. I assume that either you used a friend as the donor or you went through a sperm bank and used some form of alternative insemination; since you're 37, they probably put you on Clomid, and who knows, maybe you had to go to in vitro fertilization. All of these medical interventions in the "natural" process of reproduction are things that many on the right would--if they could--make illegal for everyone, and which even more on the right would--if they could--make illegal for any woman who's not married. Indeed, in the Indiana state legislature a couple years ago your father's friends the Republicans floated a bill that would have required any woman using any form of assisted reproduction to get a "certificate of gestation" from the state--which would of course be issued to her only if she were legally married to a man--or else be prosecuted for a Class B misdemeanor. This law was eventually pulled; as someone pointed out, among other things it would have made the Virgin Mary liable to prosecution. However, the Virginia state legislature is certainly crazy enough to pass something like this, and no doubt it's only a matter of time before the good work of the religious nuts in the Indiana lege bears fruit in your home state. So yeah, keep those circumstances as private as you can. You wouldn't want to do jail time over this.
* Say, if you _did_ do IVF, and you have some 'extra' fertilized eggs lying around frozen somewhere, I'd keep whatever you do with them "private" too. Stem cell research, I would suggest, just in terms of the benefit to mankind; but whoo doggie, don't ever let your father's buddies know about THAT. Wouldn't want you to face the Wrath of Rush. I'd think that just LOOKING at a wrathful Rush while you're pregnant would be liable to cause birth defects.
* Speaking of which: you know not to eat large ocean fish cause of the mercury poisoning, right? Would have been nice if we could have gotten the whole pollution thing under control by now so that you could eat fish without fear during your pregnancy. Cause fish _without_ mercury is good for you and the baby, and tasty. But it would hurt your father's business cronies to regulate stuff like what we dump in the oceans, so I guess that's the end of that.
* I suppose that since you're making this public you're past the first trimester. Did they push the genetic screening tests and stuff when you went in to see your ob-gyn? I suppose they did, since you're over 35, and any time someone over 35 gets pregnant the medical establishment still freaks the fuck out about Down's Syndrome and such. Did you and Heather have the conversation about what you would do if your baby turned out to have a chromosomal anomaly? The whole prospect of abortion, in the context of a wanted pregnancy, is very traumatic, and I wouldn't blame you for saying you'd go through with the pregnancy even if the baby couldn't survive birth; that's probably what we would do. But still, at least you knew that it would be your and Heather's decision to make. Wouldn't it have sucked to know you had _no_ agency whatsoever?
* You might try getting your mother the cultural czar to talk to Margaret Spelling at PBS about lightening up on allowing representations of alternative families on public television. It'd be nice for the little Cheneyling to be able to see other families with same-sex parents on TV and know yours wasn't the only one, wouldn't it? Be nice for all the other alternative families out there too. Course I suppose your parents could score you anything you want, and you could just put that banned episode of "Buster the Bunny" on your TiVo and _pretend_ that everyone else in the country was seeing it too, and that'd be just as good. That'd be more your family's style.
Well, anyway, Mary, please accept my warmest congratulations. I know how hard it is to make the decision to become a lesbian parent and I know how hard it is to actually get pregnant when you're over 35 and using frozen sperm. It is a miracle, isn't it? That there's this little being inside you, and it isn't a person yet, but it will be soon? That you're walking around with something in your body that has the potential to become another human being, a fully independent, fully formed individual who will have who knows what influence on the world s/he enters? That you are the portal through which something new is going to come into the world? No wonder even your father the Prince of Darkness is excited about this. You go on basking in your prenatal glow, and enjoy the security of knowing that _other_ people--the people who don't have fathers who are in with His Infernal Majesty, the people who can't pay for the protection that legal rights would otherwise provide, the people who are vulnerable to the systems of oppression that your father now rules in all his dark glory--are out there fighting to protect your right to have a child and to raise it in peace.
All the best,
The Plaid Adder
P.S. Also, isn't it great that you don't have to do this in Iraq? Boy, imagine how much you'd be freaking out if you knew you were bringing a child into the mess your dad has made of THAT place!