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Happy New Year everyone!

K starts high school in two weeks. It’s freaking us all out! The school he chose (yep, we let kiddo choose from a bunch we thought were good) is amazing. Robotics lab, forensic science in years 11 and 12. Actually ridiculous, and I am very thankful we only have one child as it’s an enormous amount of money. 

He couldn’t go to the (only) local public high school for a plethora of reasons, the least of which being I have come across seniors who are unable to read. 
I’m fucking serious. 

Regardless, we had a great break. Mrs had some health issues which scared the living crap outta me (hospitalised for a while there, never life threatening), but Master K was kept at an arms length with friends and wasn’t aware of that. He has enough to deal with currently. 

Our homestead is coming along wonderfully. We’re already harvesting fruit and vegetables from the seeds we sowed when we first moved in. I love fresh tomatoes so very much. 

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I’ve had a ton of cis-male acquaintances in town reach out and try to become closer to me lately. 
It’s lovely, but I am actually not particularly a people person and all of these invitations make me thoroughly petrified. 

One dude asked me to go to the local music night with him and have a few beers, and I literally piked at the last second and made a bullshit excuse. 

The other dude realised I lived five doors down and invited me and my friend to come and hang out and ride his mini ramp in his backyard. A literal dream, for anyone that knows me. I’ve been skating since I was six years old. 
That’s coming up this Friday, and I’m already inventing excuses in my head as to why I can’t attend. 

Shit’s been a bit stressful here as of late, my GP moved out of town and didn’t give me any notice (thanks, asshole) so when I went to make an appointment in order to get a new T script and some bloods done for a looming endo appointment; I was asked to see another Dr. 
That means coming out all over again to some other Dr in a really tiny ass town, and I don’t know if I can deal with that right now. It makes my stomach turn and I wake up at night worrying about it….

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Despite my best attempts, I continuously have at least 4 messages regardless of empty inboxes. 

IDK why, but I can’t see them!

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Having to buy a new prosthesis has really made me quite irritated.

I don’t want to have to spend the money, especially on something that I should have been fucking born with in the first place.

Not to mention the high likelihood of it being “not right” in a plethora of different ways.
The whole excercise has had me avoiding making a purchase for months, but now it’s kind of getting absolutely necessary and I can’t put it off much longer.

Boo.

Re the post on your son K favoring you for some authority on things at the moment (which is I think wonderful in its own way) : I’m not sure if you’ve said before: is he aware of anything to do with you being trans? I’m wondering if you’d broached the idea with him before and that doesn’t affect how qualified you are for him to come to with even “guy’s stuff”. As a trans man, in times that I think about parenting, I wonder what I would tell my kids and how that would affect our relationship.

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K knows I am trans – FAQ here – but he completely forgets and doesn’t know my junk is any different to a cis dudes. It doesn’t affect our relationship at all because he honestly needs to be reminded on occasion when it’s popped up again. 

But that doesn’t affect how I feel with regards to being “qualified” – he still exclusively comes to me for penis related things and puberty related things, which has been happening far more frequently as of late, and I guess those are the exact kind of things I don’t particularly feel qualified to answer, so to speak. Despite me knowing the answers to all of his questions. 

Regardless, it’s those situations which reaffirm to me that he literally forgets my junk is not exactly like his. Questions like “Dad, how do you handle random boners?” have been popping up frequently, and I guess explaining how to do the gentleman’s tuck to your kid feels kinda shitty when you’ve never actually needed to do it yourself. 

Boy’s business.

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K has officially entered the stage of favoring me over his Mother for things. It’s interesting to me because I am the “strict” parent, whereas my Wife is the “easy going” parent – she’s the fun one and I am the rules guy. 

K’s always been a Mumma’s boy, not to say he doesn’t love hanging out with me or whatever but his personality and my Wife’s personality are so damn similar. Even in looks he’s like a mini, male version of my Wife. 

Regardless, now it’s “No, I need to talk to Dad about this” or “Hey Dad, come here!” – whereas before it would have been either of us, or his Mother. Now when my Wife responds, he occasionally specifies that it’s a Dad-related thing. 

This is actually adorable, but to be honest has me feeling like I’m less qualified than ever before. Hah. I guess despite having raised this kiddo since he was 11 months old, I can’t ever shake that feeling that there’s just a bunch of male related shit that I am probably not the best authority on. 
And logically speaking I know that’s just my own personal insecurities, but there you have it. 

Anyway – we get the keys for our house this Friday. It’s all we are thinking about – dreaming about, talking about. We did the final inspection yesterday, and when we pulled into the driveway my Wife looked at me and said “Welcome Home!”… I’m not the most emotional man ever but I definitely almost cried. 

I’m super excited to spend some quality Father/Son time with K painting his room whatever colour he chooses, getting him to help me with all of the million DIY things I have planned. My Father is coming to help fix a leak in our laundry and install a new toilet (he’s was a plumber before he retired) and I plan to have K help, even if it’s just passing tools. That’s the kind of shit I fondly reflect on with my father, being knee deep in a trench “helping” (although upon reflection he was just entertaining me… I was likely hindering!). 

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8:30am – 10:45pm with no breaks is a damn harsh work day. But I at least got time accrued for moving.

Signed the mortgage documents yesterday and we get the keys in 10 days!

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I haven’t had a new prosthesis for the longest time, but I’ve had the best luck with Peecock’s (and still use one daily, but it’s…erm… falling apart). 

Can anyone give me a review of the more recent generations? I’m mostly interested in terms of packing and pissing function, with aesthetic being secondary to those things. 

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Alright, 

I toyed with the idea of turning off anon asks because of the spam/hate I’ve been logging in to lately, but it completely takes away from the entire ability for those who wish not to be identified asking questions to have a safe space which they feel they can. 

So I’m going to leave it open, and just deal with the repercussions if any. 

K turned 12 this weekend and ever since, he’s had some kind of magic sass about him that is hysterical. He has decided that 12 is the magic “grown up” number, so now he’s actually 12 going on 21. 
He had a great birthday and elected to have an entire day just doing family things with the three of us- we took him 10 pin bowling, had a decadent lunch overlooking the river and went to a special lolly shop (candy store) and EB Games. My Son is a huge self professed geek, and is totally gaming obsessed. 
After a brief afternoon intermission my Wife and I took him out to his favourite chinese restaurant for his favourite dish; sweet and sour battered pork. He even got a fizzy drink with his meal, which in our house is an extra special treat.  

We all had a blast, and it was a much needed respite from the insane work schedule my Wife and I have been keeping, alongside all our “downtime” being used for packing, cleaning and organising things for the move – which just so happens to be TOO DAMN SOON! Haha. We’re freaking out a little bit, but once we’ve got all our shit at the new place I’ll feel a lot better. I have this thing where I must leave a rental in better condition than when we moved in, so I’ll have to do a good deep clean inside and out after everything has been moved out. 

My best mate is coming to help us clean and stuff in a few weeks, and I’m really looking forward to having him here.

Thanks for all the questions. I hope I do them justice with my answers.