Yes, life is interesting when your five-year-old daughter has a penis.
It’s Monday night. She huffs, annoyed. She’s in the bath playing with her rubber ducks. “I hate it when my penis sticks up like that.”
I look into the bath water. Yup, she’s got a little erection going on.
OK, Mom, be cool.
“Why don’t you like it?”
“It’s just so annoying! Like, it sticks out of my underpants sometimes. It’s not comfortable.”
“Hmm, yes, that does sound annoying. I think there are some special underpants for girls with penises. Shall we try to get you some of those?”
“Yes, please! Can I pick them out? I want black ones!” (She’s in a sort of kindergarten Goth phase – everything’s gotta be black.)
“You bet, kiddo. Black it is.”
She smiles and resumes playing with her collection of rubber duckies.
Whew! Normalcy maintained, once again, despite a reality in which I am pretty certain that I can actually FEEL my brain attempting to re-wire itself in order to process the world wrought by my fabulous trans daughter.
The trick? Believing it’s normal, and showing her that I believe it is. Or faking it really well when my mind is stuck in spin cycle as I watch my lithe little princess with her long, blond hair, sporting an erection in the bathtub.
The thing, this IS normal. It’s natural. Yes, it’s somewhat rare to be transgender (perhaps one in a thousand?), and it’s not widely understood or accepted, but it’s normal because it happens.
It’s happened to us.