Well, I'm not much for all the sociology stuff... I don't find it interesting, even if it all is true, in our backgrounds at least. (Just being frank, not totally disinterested, but I guess I've heard this stuff so many times... Do you know what I mean?)
The thing is, I don't go for all that traditional sort of child-raising. My mom (who was likely on the spectrum) let me be who I was meant to be, and she was also a tomboy growing up and she was proud of that. I expressed it a little differently by my interest being nature and creatures, but otherwise, we were a lot alike, I think. She didn't talk much. But I was the oldest child, and she was very overprotective of me, so I didn't get out much. She was a single parent after I turned 7yo and my dad left us, so that had a huge effect. I used to resent her for my very secluded life, but now I think it was in many ways for the best. I found enough trouble for myself once I turned 17yo, which caused my mom a lot of grief, but after a trail-blazing 11 years, I settled down.
I do remember feeling some disappointment that I didn't always receive certain things I asked for at Christmas time or for birthdays (bear with me, I'll explain). I had a younger brother, and he receive the "Bionic Man" and his capsule, when I received the Jamie Summers doll. I wanted the former, but the Bionic Woman was only somewhat less cooler. My brother also got the Millenium Falcon one year. I made my own out of cardboard and fashioned up little characters to go with it after that. I wanted plastic horses, Lego, etc. etc. and never got those. I also asked for drums and a dirtbike when I was a bit older. My dad ended up getting a couple of dirtbikes on a trade from someone who couldn't pay him (from his business), so he presented them to us, mostly to my brother who got the newer one. I was 14 by then, so I didn't have as much interest, but I did try and ride it as much as was possible (without my mother knowing it). As for drums, that also didn't happen for me, but my dad bought my brother a set when he was 16 (again, I had lost interest at that time, so it didn't bother me too much). Maybe my brother was more vocal about his interests than I was. AND/OR, maybe this resulted from the traditional mindset to which you were referring. My presents were mostly boring. The best ones were for art, mainly drawing - pencils and drawing pads weren't so costly. I spent a lot of time in my room drawing. I think that's why I left art behind for decades...
As for raising my own kids, I'm very non-traditional. I was neglected as a child, which is something I might explain in a different post somewhere (long story). Dad went off to do whatever he wanted, and Mom was left to pick up the pieces while never quite coming away from the depression she experienced, so they were both absent in many ways as parents. I observed a great deal and never forgot the things I watched my mom go through. I decided that I didn't want to be like either of my parents, but I do see where I am like them to this day (little things). There are only a couple of occasions that I remember hearing myself say something to my kids that my mom used to say to me, but thankfully they were minor - I heard the words as soon as they left my lips, and I thought it was funny, but I had no compulsion to say them again. I've actually done most of my parenting in very different ways from my mom (Dad doesn't count because he really didn't parent us). If there is anything that really stuck with me about the way my mom raised us, it is that she did everything she could for my brother and me. She had to deal with so much (emotionally, financially, etc.) - my dad was a piece of work with all the head games. But, she always put us first.
My husband and I have talked a lot over the years about how we raise our kids. We do try to put our marriage before raising them, but we are homebodies, so we are always together. With regard to setting consequences and consistency of discipline (in the truest sense of the word and not what it is currently assumed to mean), I would say that I am the authoritative parent (sometimes a bit stricter, depending on the situation), and my husband is lenient. That is hard. I've also been their greatest encourager in every way, from the time they were babies hitting milestones. I do have a good relationship with my kids, and I make a point of talking with them, teasing them (appropriately - I mean they are all teens now), and spending time with them. The greatest gift is certainly time! We always have a sit down supper together - maybe that is traditional, but it is very important.
My daughter is the oldest, like me. 15 1/2 months later she was a big sister. She didn't like having to share me, but then she had to share me with yet another little brother 2 years after that. However, they were all very close back then. They are starting to get along again as teens. I encourage all of my kids to be themselves, and not to conform and be like everyone else. They are of like mind in that regard! My daughter was also a bit of a tomboy... she wanted dolls, but never played with them (maybe she didn't know how... not sure). She has always found friends in either gender, even if it didn't always come naturally at first. She also liked Lego, is good a math and many things. Indeed, she has an adventurous spirit for thrills that take your breath away (gets more of that from her dad). From as far back in her childhood as I can remember, she has always wanted to be a vet. I have encouraged her to find opportunities to volunteer, even do a co-op, and she did those things, and then landed a job at a vet clinic as a vet assistant. They loved her during her co-op placement and then offered her a job! Next year, she will go off to university. I have always allowed her to go off with various groups to learn independence away from home, and she has always been the initiator to do more of such things, so I certainly hope she will do fine being away from home next year! You just never know. She certainly has realized more of her potential than I did at her age. That is what I have always wanted for her.