It’s been a long while since I posted anything on the blog, mainly due to the busy life of a single parent. Weeks whizz past in a whirlwind of cooking, cleaning, working, shopping, dropping off, picking up, tears, tantrums, kids parties and play (whilst trying to maintain some kind of social life!) but also because in the most part life for us continues to move forward in a positive, stress free way.
We are so fortunate to be surrounded by people who love and accept us no matter what and day-to-day life is good.
This said there are still days when the pressure of raising a gender creative child can be totally overwhelming – today was one of those days! Nothing happened, nothing was different but the feeling of anxiety and grief somehow managed to overcome me.
I am part of a parent support group when people share stories about their lives and the lives of their children and although this is often a massive support it also sometimes highlights some of the struggles we as a family will face in the future.
It saddens me to read some of the terrible experiences some people face when trying to get support from the wider community just to enable their children to lead a normal happy life.
On day’s like today I often read over this blog to remind myself of a few things:
- How far I have come in my own personal journey of both grief and acceptance.
- How far Ben has come in terms of happiness and contentment and confidence.
- To remind myself of how lucky we have been so far – In the early days some of my friends and family found it hard to accept but they have worked hard to overcome their own doubts and fears, they didn’t have too but they did because they love Ben, they love me and they want to be there to support us on our journey.
I guess I also wanted to send a message to other parents in my situation, I want to remind you that you are doing such a good job! Until people have walked in our shoes they will never understand how difficult a normal day can be, how much pressure we feel to do and say the right thing and how hard it is to raise a child who hates the body they were born with. No parent should ever have to comfort their 5-year-old child who is telling you they wish they had never been born because their body isn’t right!
You are all amazing, even on your down days you are still doing a fantastic job!
I hope that my blog continues to reach out to other family’s who are searching for support.