Hi. I'm Nick North,

your friendly neighbourhood TransDad

 

WHAT IF THE THINGS THAT MADE US DIFFERENT

ALSO MADE US BEAUTIFUL?

Guess what, I believe they do.

 

Hey, I'm nick.

Aka, Nicholas, Klaus, EpicDanger, or my personal favourite and my Jr High nickname of ‘Myrtle The Turtle’. Yes, I really was that cool—so cool that I actually created the name myself. I know right?

Anyway. I’m a 36 year old transgender man who looks like I might graduate high school this year… or maybe next.

Only recently have I embraced this good genetic fortune. I have yet to embrace the genetics of my hair loss though. #transmanproblems. #giveittime #baldisbeautiful

I have the very best wife, Katherine, and more kids than you can shake a stick at, okay only 5 (ages 6, 7, 11, 12 + 14), but that’s still a lot.

I like them all, you would too.

 

I believe that all it takes
to make a family is love,
that every family is different,
and that every family is a
beautiful family.

 

Our family has a few things that makes us different.

  • Nick was assigned female at birth, and carried 4 of our kiddos in his ‘Duderus’ while married to his ex husband Chris.
  • Katherine had our oldest kiddo while living in Japan, and left during the 2011 earthquakes.
  • This means we’re a blended family. We don’t use the word ‘step’ in this house. That’s just not who we are.
  • After 4 years living in the suburbs of Calgary, we decided as a family, ex-husband Chris included, to close down our lives in Alberta and head west with our big queer blended family to the Southern Gulf Islands.
  • We live on just under an acre of temperate rainforest, in a 1200 sq foot house, a 4 minute walk to the beach.
  • Chris stays in a 100 sq foot tiny house here on our property.

MY ORIGIN STORY

Age 16

I CUT MY HAIR SHORT, WAS CALLED A “BOY WITH SPUNK” AT CHURCH AND WONDERED IF EVERYONE KNEW MY SECRET - THAT I WASN’T REALLY A GIRL.

AGES 20-29

GREW LONG HAIR, READ ALL THE MOM BOOKS, BIRTHED 4 CHILDREN, AND ACQUIRED A DEEP PIT OF DESPAIR IN THE DEPTHS OF MY SOUL.

AGE 31

ACTUALLY, I’M A MAN. ACKNOWLEDGING THAT TRUTH FEELS LIKE PURE OXYGEN TO MY STARVED LUNGS. SO MUCH THERAPY. TRANSITION BEGINS.

Age 6

I SAT ON THE STAIRS OF MY HOUSE, HOT TEARS ON MY FACE, BURNING IN MY CHEST, “WHY CAN’T I JUST BE A BOY LIKE ALL THE OTHER BOYS?”

AGE 19

GOT MARRIED TO MY BEST FRIEND AND MESSILY (AS IS SEEMINGLY THE ONLY WAY) LEFT THE CHURCH TOGETHER.

Age 30

TURNS OUT I’M GAY. GET DIVORCED. MARRY BEST FRIEND AND ACQUIRE 5TH CHILD (SHE’S A REAL KEEPER).

AGE 35

LIVING MY BEST LIFE AS A CHICKEN FARMER ON SALT SPRING ISLAND.

DEEP DIVE

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