I Like To Dress Like A Woman
Ok, time to update my loyal friends on the past couple weeks. I have been pretty busy and haven’t had much time to write so I hope to catch everyone up with this.
My son has definitely become more and more comfortable in his new routines and to some degree, I guess I have too. I started to grow more and more uncomfortable with hiding all of this from his father primarily because I feared that my son’s potential progression into a feminine persona would be so ingrained and important to him by the time his father found out that it would leave my husband in a decidedly unfair position.
I decided to talk to my dad about it and get his advice on speaking with my husband. My dad is an incredible intellect with advanced degrees in science and engineering but mostly he is just a wonderful dad. My father understood the situation completely and also told me that he had suspected as much for years. He shed light on adolescence for boys and hormones and pretty much everything I have been learning from you on EP but he also said that he felt there was great potential for him to be more than just a boy experimenting with erotic thoughts of lingerie and girls. Dad said that he had been noticing my son’s mannerisms over the years and had detected a strong inclination of my son’s identification with femininity. Raising a girl into adulthood (me) gave him knowledge with which I am oblivious to even though I am a girl myself. I wasn’t raised with boys or brothers so I really have no idea what boys are supposed to act like at home, I just love what I got and try not to worry about things I can’t change anyway.
Over the top of crooked bifocals and with his distinct southern Italian accent, my handsome but leathery father suggested that he himself would go to my husband instead of me and just lightly open the door for discussion about our son from a concerned grandparent’s perspective. I told my dad that in no way would I agree to it if he took the position that what my son is doing is wrong or bad. It is important, I told him, that he be allowed to pursue this path and live as he feels if that is the path he chooses. As usual, my dad calmly agreed and told me that he totally supported me on that idea. Dad said that while he may not have made the same decision I am making when he was at my age, he certainly now agrees that I am doing the right thing by my son and not allowing peer pressure or societal rules to cause me to make bad choices that could have terrible consequences for my child down the road.
Last weekend, my dad played golf with my husband and son and afterward they left our son with my mom and went for a drive. My dad eased my husband into the conversation by letting him know about some behaviors’ he’s been noticing and oddly enough my husband told him that he was very well aware of it. My husband told him that while he had not given up on him growing out of his effeminacy and still played sports with him and things, that he had long ago accepted that he may end up gay and that he was prepared to accept him in whatever way he matured. My dad told me later that my husband was almost acting like he was defending our son to my dad. (Awesome!)
Dad told him that he and my mom totally supported their grandchild no matter what and that he was happy that my husband felt the same way but that he should have this conversation with me so that we could be on the same page. My husband agreed and actually told my father that he was afraid to have the conversation with me because he feared that I wouldn’t understand and be afraid of losing my son because he knew how close the two of us are and that he also felt I place too much emphasis on my own self-worth as a mother regarding our sons well being. He thought I may blame myself. My dad assured him that the daughter he raised was no fool and that I could handle whatever came my way (Yayyyy for dad).
Ok, later that night in bed, he stammered around like he was nervous and started talking about things he had come to notice about our son and that he talked to my father about it too and he was concerned too. I acted coy of course and just let him go where he was willing to go. He eventually just came out with it in a matter of fact way and stated that he thought our son was going to be gay and that we were just going to have to accept it. I wasn’t blown away because my dad had gave me a heads up but instead I just started crying and turned away to lay my head down. He was very sweet and just moved his body next to mine and put his arm around me, quietly and soothingly explaining his reasons for believing what he was warning me about.
Afterwards, as I lay facing away from him, I tearfully whispered that I had thought the same thing and that I had something I needed to share with him. In a sniffling whimper, I explained that I had caught him sneaking my panties and that I wasn’t sure if he was just ************ or if he was wearing them. That I had noticed the same things that he had noticed and I honestly felt that he was wearing them instead of ******* off with them. I admitted the whole thing and told him that I felt strongly that I needed to get to the bottom of it so I could help him appropriately so I offered him panties of his own and that he accepted them and has been wearing them every day since then. I also told him about the shopping trip and our latest morning and evening rituals.
Oddly enough, it didn’t even faze him. The absolute most surprising part of the whole thing was that once I got finished, he came out and admitted that he had experimented with his mothers panties when he was young too and that his was just out of curiosity and experiment. He said that once he started having sex with girls, he wasn’t all that interested in wearing panties again but that he had always loved touching them and seeing them on me and other women.
He felt somewhat relieved he said because he himself could identify with what our son has been doing lately but that he still believed that there were big enough differences in the little boy he had been at that age and the way our son presents himself that it warranted our attention to the possibility that he could mature as a gay man. Being armed with what I have learned from real cross dressers and Transgendered MTF persons I suggested that perhaps he may be transgendered and what that might mean for us as parents and our responsibilities to him if that ends up being the reality and that there was also a chance that he could be a heterosexual cross dresser and that most cross dressers are not gay at all.
I think I impressed him just a little with my vast knowledge because he really is an extremely intelligent man and doesn’t impress easily. We agreed that the things I had done were an appropriate way to discover his true sexuality and he was not angry with me and completely ok with him continuing to wear his own under things and that I should figure out a way to convince our son to share his secret with his dad so that we could address his issues as a family instead of secretly. I told him that I would do that but not to expect him to feel comfortable enough to actually allow his father into his world until he was ready to do it. I would not force it on him and neither should he say anything to him until he is introduced to it by our son himself.
That said, this whole week I have been kind of talking around with him about being open with his dad. Not specifically but when the subject comes up like a commercial with a pretty girl wearing a great dress or having great makeup I always make little comments like, “ooh that’s so pretty, you think daddy would think we are pretty wearing that dress…? You get the picture. I keep trying to just come out with it but I haven’t found the right words to do it quite yet.
Well, another day in the life of me. I hope I don’t get anymore negativity from people. Remember, I’m not an expert and I am not a transgender cabaret owner, I’m just a mom. I am doing the best I can with your help and a lot of love. At least no one can get upset with me for not talking to his dad now.
My son has definitely become more and more comfortable in his new routines and to some degree, I guess I have too. I started to grow more and more uncomfortable with hiding all of this from his father primarily because I feared that my son’s potential progression into a feminine persona would be so ingrained and important to him by the time his father found out that it would leave my husband in a decidedly unfair position.
I decided to talk to my dad about it and get his advice on speaking with my husband. My dad is an incredible intellect with advanced degrees in science and engineering but mostly he is just a wonderful dad. My father understood the situation completely and also told me that he had suspected as much for years. He shed light on adolescence for boys and hormones and pretty much everything I have been learning from you on EP but he also said that he felt there was great potential for him to be more than just a boy experimenting with erotic thoughts of lingerie and girls. Dad said that he had been noticing my son’s mannerisms over the years and had detected a strong inclination of my son’s identification with femininity. Raising a girl into adulthood (me) gave him knowledge with which I am oblivious to even though I am a girl myself. I wasn’t raised with boys or brothers so I really have no idea what boys are supposed to act like at home, I just love what I got and try not to worry about things I can’t change anyway.
Over the top of crooked bifocals and with his distinct southern Italian accent, my handsome but leathery father suggested that he himself would go to my husband instead of me and just lightly open the door for discussion about our son from a concerned grandparent’s perspective. I told my dad that in no way would I agree to it if he took the position that what my son is doing is wrong or bad. It is important, I told him, that he be allowed to pursue this path and live as he feels if that is the path he chooses. As usual, my dad calmly agreed and told me that he totally supported me on that idea. Dad said that while he may not have made the same decision I am making when he was at my age, he certainly now agrees that I am doing the right thing by my son and not allowing peer pressure or societal rules to cause me to make bad choices that could have terrible consequences for my child down the road.
Last weekend, my dad played golf with my husband and son and afterward they left our son with my mom and went for a drive. My dad eased my husband into the conversation by letting him know about some behaviors’ he’s been noticing and oddly enough my husband told him that he was very well aware of it. My husband told him that while he had not given up on him growing out of his effeminacy and still played sports with him and things, that he had long ago accepted that he may end up gay and that he was prepared to accept him in whatever way he matured. My dad told me later that my husband was almost acting like he was defending our son to my dad. (Awesome!)
Dad told him that he and my mom totally supported their grandchild no matter what and that he was happy that my husband felt the same way but that he should have this conversation with me so that we could be on the same page. My husband agreed and actually told my father that he was afraid to have the conversation with me because he feared that I wouldn’t understand and be afraid of losing my son because he knew how close the two of us are and that he also felt I place too much emphasis on my own self-worth as a mother regarding our sons well being. He thought I may blame myself. My dad assured him that the daughter he raised was no fool and that I could handle whatever came my way (Yayyyy for dad).
Ok, later that night in bed, he stammered around like he was nervous and started talking about things he had come to notice about our son and that he talked to my father about it too and he was concerned too. I acted coy of course and just let him go where he was willing to go. He eventually just came out with it in a matter of fact way and stated that he thought our son was going to be gay and that we were just going to have to accept it. I wasn’t blown away because my dad had gave me a heads up but instead I just started crying and turned away to lay my head down. He was very sweet and just moved his body next to mine and put his arm around me, quietly and soothingly explaining his reasons for believing what he was warning me about.
Afterwards, as I lay facing away from him, I tearfully whispered that I had thought the same thing and that I had something I needed to share with him. In a sniffling whimper, I explained that I had caught him sneaking my panties and that I wasn’t sure if he was just ************ or if he was wearing them. That I had noticed the same things that he had noticed and I honestly felt that he was wearing them instead of ******* off with them. I admitted the whole thing and told him that I felt strongly that I needed to get to the bottom of it so I could help him appropriately so I offered him panties of his own and that he accepted them and has been wearing them every day since then. I also told him about the shopping trip and our latest morning and evening rituals.
Oddly enough, it didn’t even faze him. The absolute most surprising part of the whole thing was that once I got finished, he came out and admitted that he had experimented with his mothers panties when he was young too and that his was just out of curiosity and experiment. He said that once he started having sex with girls, he wasn’t all that interested in wearing panties again but that he had always loved touching them and seeing them on me and other women.
He felt somewhat relieved he said because he himself could identify with what our son has been doing lately but that he still believed that there were big enough differences in the little boy he had been at that age and the way our son presents himself that it warranted our attention to the possibility that he could mature as a gay man. Being armed with what I have learned from real cross dressers and Transgendered MTF persons I suggested that perhaps he may be transgendered and what that might mean for us as parents and our responsibilities to him if that ends up being the reality and that there was also a chance that he could be a heterosexual cross dresser and that most cross dressers are not gay at all.
I think I impressed him just a little with my vast knowledge because he really is an extremely intelligent man and doesn’t impress easily. We agreed that the things I had done were an appropriate way to discover his true sexuality and he was not angry with me and completely ok with him continuing to wear his own under things and that I should figure out a way to convince our son to share his secret with his dad so that we could address his issues as a family instead of secretly. I told him that I would do that but not to expect him to feel comfortable enough to actually allow his father into his world until he was ready to do it. I would not force it on him and neither should he say anything to him until he is introduced to it by our son himself.
That said, this whole week I have been kind of talking around with him about being open with his dad. Not specifically but when the subject comes up like a commercial with a pretty girl wearing a great dress or having great makeup I always make little comments like, “ooh that’s so pretty, you think daddy would think we are pretty wearing that dress…? You get the picture. I keep trying to just come out with it but I haven’t found the right words to do it quite yet.
Well, another day in the life of me. I hope I don’t get anymore negativity from people. Remember, I’m not an expert and I am not a transgender cabaret owner, I’m just a mom. I am doing the best I can with your help and a lot of love. At least no one can get upset with me for not talking to his dad now.
By:
Cute30sMom
Age:
31-35
,
Female
