I met my husband just after high school. We both went to college and after seven years we finally got married. I was so excited to tie the knot. To marry the one I truly loved. I’ll tell my friends jokingly, “I’ve met the guy in the Brady bunch!” Because in my eyes he was perfect.
A year later we got married and my first child was Michael and shortly after that I gave birth to my other two children Alexis and Anthony. I read all the books given to me in my shower and put them on my bookshelf to educate me about what to expect in the first 12 months of the expected time. However, none of them were ready for some of the obstacles ahead.
When I was about two years younger I noticed that he was different than my other two children. Now each child has its own unique personality, but it was different.
My eldest son will dress up in wonderful character and jump out of bed and believe that he can fly, yet my youngest son will go to my daughter’s house so she can play with her dolls and wear her princess dress.
On her birthday or holiday she wanted dolls and wigs. My other son wanted to play flag football when he wanted to join gymnastics.
At first, we didn’t say and he fought with us until we gave up. He was as a person. I knew from that moment on that he was gay. However, I kept it in the back of my head because at the time I was refusing.
She was with my mother-in-law when she was five years old and they were in front of a good wish. He gave her a penny and asked her to make a wish and she said, “If I can be a girl.”
I guess as a mother you plan this perfect short life of your children in your head or at least I did. They will grow up, meet a wonderful person of the opposite sex, get married and have children, I will be a grandmother and live happily ever after.
At the age of sixteen my son came to me and my husband and told us he was gay. We both told her that we love her and support her. But I’m not going to lie it was very hard for me to accept. I have nothing against homosexuals. I realized it was so hard to accept because I drew this beautiful picture in my head about how I don’t want to understand my kids ’lives that it’s not my life.
Yes, I gave birth to my son. I raised him. Took care of her. I participated in all his school activities and I was there to listen to him and help him through all the obstacles he faced. But this is his life. I can’t tell him who to love, how to dress up, how to act. The characteristics of our child are present from the moment of birth.
This year has been tough for me. I had many obstacles of my own to deal with. A lot has happened together. Have you ever felt so overwhelmed with your own life that you have reached a point where you feel like you can no longer manage it? At the moment I am.
Now my son is now eighteen and 2 months ago he came to me and my husband and told us that he is transgender and he wants to be a girl. I knew it beforehand because she started wearing girls clothes in public. She got artificial nails and lashes and the list goes on.
Being gay didn’t bother me so much, but when she told me she wanted to take hormones and finally change her body parts I felt like a knife had gone through my heart. This was my little boy. I carried the little boy in my womb for 9 months. I raised the boy. I gave him that name. I made, loved and raised this little boy. Maybe it’s my selfishness. Or it is my lack of knowledge.
The reason, however. It still bothers me a lot. I don’t know how to deal with it.
I know as a man he will never change. That sensitive, loving, caring person will always be there, but I’m having a hard time accepting it.
I understand that she feels like a woman and it is very difficult for her to deal with looking at herself in the mirror and seeing herself as a man, but it is very difficult for me to accept and deal with the boy I have raised and want to change myself into a woman . With.
I know it will make him happy but I’m struggling to deal with it.
Is he 18 years old and does he really know that he really wants it?
Any thoughts or suggestions?
“Mom, Dad – I’m transgender” can change our lives forever in a second and it happens to many parents when a child “comes out” and tells them they are transgender. Even if you suspect that there was something “different” about your child, parents still have many conflicting feelings about how it will affect their child, themselves, their family, and others in their lives. Whether your child is 5 or 50 years old, most parents are not ready to know what to say, what to do next, or how to take care of themselves in the process of what is going to unfold in their lives. This book is written to make it easy for parents. To provide parents with insights and awareness to understand what happens to them when their child “comes out” as a transgender and to provide guidance and effective advice to parents on how parents can deal with the many problems that a transgender child typically faces. Problems include dealing with grief, denial, depression, anger, shame, and guilt. Knowing what to say to others and how to deal with resistance. How to deal with religious, cultural and social problems. Most importantly, how parents can reach a level of acceptance and why it is essential for parents. It emphasizes the importance of love and empathy, not just for transgender children, but especially for their foster parents. In addition to parents, this book can educate family members, teachers, educators, pastors, counseling therapists, psychologists, psychiatrists, nurses, other related healthcare professionals and anyone who loves a transgender person.