Jayden and Logan were married in a lovely little ceremony in their living room.
It took a while to actually get them married, because every time I left them alone for a second, they canceled whatever action I had assigned them, and started slow dancing instead.
The first thing I did was update Jayden’s outfit. Those capri pants with the suspenders had to go! And once I took off his sunglasses (all the Sims in this town wear sunglasses 24/7) he looked pretty cute.
And then it was time!
A NOTE BEFORE WE CONTINUE
My Sims Sunday posts typically have a flippant, light-hearted tone. Thus, I want to make it clear up front that I don’t take transgender rights and issues lightly. I don’t want anyone to get the impression that I’m making fun of transgender people, or the difficulties that trans folk face in day-to-day life or society at large.
For the most part, the internet doesn’t “do” transgender stuff well. But you are all very awesome, and I have faith in you!
I ask that we keep the discussion respectful. Imagine that a transgender person will be reading your comment. Which I expect, statistically speaking, is probably true.
Finally, I know that many people are unaware that the “tranny” is often considered a slur these days. Even though the person using it may not have meant it as such.
I will be keeping an unusually tight rein on the comments. Instances of the word “tranny” will be edited to a more contextually-appropriate term.
We now return to your regularly scheduled Sims Sunday update.
In real life, gender reassignment requires many hours of therapy (specific requirements vary), a letter of recommendation from a qualified mental health professional, months of unpleasant hormone therapy, and a series of astoundingly expensive and physically demanding surgical procedures.
In The Sims 3, you just use testingcheatsenabled true, shift-click your Sim, choose “Edit Sim in Create-A-Sim,” and click the gender button. (Thanks to navkat for the idea!)
I decided that Logan should be the one to make the change, since he is the heir.
Part of the reason I chose this route is because I’m a big fan of Iain M. Banks’ earlier science fiction books (though not the later ones so much). And I remembered that in the Culture, couples will often swap genders over the course of their marriage so that each partner could have the experience of childbirth.
I didn’t get snaps, but Jayden did not bat an eye at Logan’s transition. You’d think that even a Sim would notice if their partner went into the bathroom male and came out female. But you would be wrong.
First thing’s first: let’s make a baby in the igloo!
(Not the most culturally-sensitive object in the game. But some other Sim built it in the yard during the wedding, and I thought it looked pretty out there.)
Jayden’s Lifetime Wish is to max out the Physical and Logic traits.
I sent them both to the gym, thinking that it would probably do Logan some good to get a few pounds off her frame before the baby weight set in.
She started on the treadmill.
And ten minutes later, was looking pretty trim! (Another way in which real life falls short of Sims 3.)
Next I sent them to the winter festival, where they skated together.
Logan took a turn snowboarding. It seemed to me like a pretty good pastime for a pregnant lady.
I was surprised to discover that in winter in Sims 3 Seasons, the sun sets at 4PM – just like it does in the real world. And so beautiful!
Back at home, Logan explained the birds and the bees to Jayden.
“Good job.” They never seem very thrilled about the pregnancy.
“I have a feeling I’m going to end up bottle feeding the baby.”
Soon it was That Time. Sorry, Logan, you can’t run away from it!
Baby boy Miles was born, and I switched Logan back to male. He returned with a weird-ass outfit, having apparently lost all the outfits I had carefully selected for him before. SIGH.
By the way, you can’t see it, but that tuxedo-with-cummerbund is paired with riding pants.
It was spring by this time. I sent Logan, Jayden, and little Miles to the spring festival to hunt for eggs. They plopped the baby on the ground and went hunting.
I guess it’s partly my fault for not having bought them a stroller. Still, though.
Later, Logan left the baby in the men’s bathroom. DUDE COME ON.
Parent of the Year, coming through!
RAARRR BABY GNAR CHOMP.