I love my parents

My birthday is tomorrow–it’s also the day I go public in a big way.  Tonight I was on the phone with my parents, when my dad made a perfect dad joke.

Dad: I told someone that tomorrow is my daughter’s last birthday.

Mom: Oh stop it.  You should have said it’s your son’s first birthday.

You’re both right, Mom and Dad.  I love you guys.

Locker Room Memories

Concerned moms of the internet want to know:

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Just last week my boss’s boss (who knows I’m trans) told me in conversation that if “someone with a penis” was sharing a locker room with his teen daughter he would personally march over to the school to rectify the situation.  No amount of delicate explaining about the realities of trans kids and teens made a dent in his perception that all teens with penises were pervy teen boys.

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3 Months on T!

Three months!  1/4 of a year!  I haven’t seen much change this month, other than my voice getting a notch deeper (and getting lots of questions about if I have a cold), and a few very faint chin hairs.  But I’ve been focused more on life changes this month than physical changes.  My official name change order came in the mail yesterday, so I am now legally Austin Elliot. I’ve been making arrangements to come out at work, and I’m also thinking about how to come out on Facebook in two weeks.

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Question from a five-and-a-half-year-old boy

I’m shopping with my not-quite-three-and-a-half-year-old daughter on Mother’s Day when she makes a new friend.  He is “five and a half” and full of questions.  My daughter has started calling me daddy, and this Mother’s Day we only celebrated her mother (I almost wrote her “other mother”…which shows that I’m slow at adjusting, too).  So half-way through the day, I don’t want to ruin it by doing anything to make this more confusing for her.  But her new friend has a question.

Boy:  Are you her mom?

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