Just sitting here prepping my medications for the rest of the week and looking at Mrs. Beach's set up and how we are both taking estrogen and progesterone now and I just - had this surge of love and joy?? I love being married to a woman. I love both of us comparing notes as we both start progesterone (for different reasons). I loved teasingly calling her a little princess for wanting me make breakfast for her this morning. I love that our son constantly says "Ma-Mommy" because he meant to call the other mom and got tripped up.
I didn't come out as bi until I was 28, and even then felt a lot of "not-queer-enough" because I was married to a cis guy who I adored and didn't think I would ever actually be with a woman. And then I would have these weird moments of jealousy over sapphic relationships, again despite adoring my husband. (Sidebar: me finding and immediately dating the most feminine boy in our high school, and then later saying one of the reasons I was marrying him was that I just adored how not-masculine he was and how I detested super masculine guys, should have been sign #1 lol) Now that Mrs. Beach finally gets to be the truest version of herself, I love how I, too, feel like the truest version of myself.
Just - wanted to put some queer/trans joy out there on the dash today. We're in our mid-30s and happier than ever, and it's awesome.