I Love My Trans Son, But I’m Still Struggling

How it all began

I met my husband right after high school. We both went to college and seven years later after we finished we got married. I was so excited to tie the knot. To marry the man that I truly loved. I would joke around and tell my friends that “I met the guy from the Brady Bunch!” Because in my eyes he was perfect.

A year later after we married and I had my first child Michael and shortly after I gave birth to my two other children Alexis and Anthony. I read all those books that were given to me at my shower to educate me on what to expect in the first 12 months of expectancy and put them on my bookshelf. However, none of them prepared for some of the obstacles that lay ahead.

Noticing the differences

When my youngest was about two I noticed that he was different than my other two children. Now every child has their own unique personality, but this was different.

My oldest son would dress up in marvel characters and jump off the bed and make-believe he could fly, yet my youngest son would go into my daughter’s room so he could play with her dolls and dress up in her princess outfits.

When his birthday or holidays would come he would ask for dolls and wigs. My other son wanted to play flag football while…