During the 18th century, it was thought that events witnessed by a pregnant woman could influence the appearance of her unborn child. Particularly widespread was the idea that coition during the menses produced only puny redheaded offspring.
another ridiculous belief was lactational heredity where the quality of the wet nurse’s milk could influence the character of the infant in her charge. I once breastfed a friend’s child as well as my own but I didn’t manage to make her son gay, only my own.
Telegony has been thoroughly discredited now of course but as recently as 1981, a study by English dentist Dr. W. C. Shaw, revealed 20% of people interviewed believed that a “portwine” stain was due to the mother’s craving for strawberries. While pregnant with Gay Son, I was addicted to a certain chocolate bar.
I was reminded of this twenty years later when he started entering drag queen competitions. There is no prouder moment for a mother than to see her male offspring wearing a faux leopardskin corset, fishnet stockings, three blonde wigs and four inch long eyelashes while slithering onto a stage on all fours lipsynching to “The Lime and the Coconut”….
My son, Cherrie Ripe