AHHH WHAT DO I EVEN BUY!?!

I never thought that I would be the kind of person that writes a Holiday Gift Guide. Typically I’m the one freaking out a week before Christmas because I find gift giving harder than child birthing. And I’ve done that 4 times, a bunch of different ways, so I know. And yes, I do recognize that that makes me weird. Not the child birthing part. Lots of Transgender folks birth kids. The part where I would choose the birthing over the gift giving— that’s the weird part.

A LITTLE LUNCH TUTORIAL!

During these wild times we all need a little bit of joy! And kids who can make their own damn lunch! ‘Cause parents are working on less sleep, with less hours, less alone time and less joy than ever before and we need a break!

EVER WONDER IF YOU’RE A TERRIBLE PERSON FOR BEING JEALOUS OF YOUR KIDS’ LIVES?

Yeah, me either.

Except. Yes. I TOTALLY WONDER IF I’M A TERRIBLE PERSON FOR BEING JEALOUS OF MY KIDS!

BECAUSE I AM JEALOUS OF MY KIDS

“And now what?” I wonder sometimes.

“Is this it? Am I here? Did I do the thing? Am I happy?” I think so.

As happy as most anyway. 

But is happy even really the point? 

Last night this kid threw himself down a very high up bike ramp thing towards mounds of dirt he would ride over, with zero preparation.  And I let him! 

When do you tell people you don't know well that you're trans? Do you just let them notice on their own that you now have a beard?

This Vitamin T as people in the trans world affectionately call it is a fucking beast.  

An awesome beast don't get me wrong.  Everyday I look in the mirror and am pumped at the changes I see looking back at me but I gotta say guys--  the muscle growth, it's crazy.

I have a moustache now.  

Well sort of.  It's more like dark peach fuzz.  It's slightly embarrassing to look like a teenaged boy.  I'm rocking this 14 going on 32 thing hard.