Jodie: I have five children. One is trans. My third child identifies as a trans boy. That means when he was born, I assumed girl. I looked at the body. The doctors looked at the body. They said, "You have a girl." We named that child Penelope after grandma. Within the first year, there was all of this unrest in Penelope, and anger. By two and then two and a half, Penelope had become a bully. Penelope was pissed off, crying all the time, temper tantrums. I really couldn't figure it out. I was trying to do everything like change the diet, take out dairy, make everything vegan, read more stories, tell Penelope how much I loved Penelope, snuggle. Nothing worked until one day Penelope just said, "Mama, everyone thinks I'm a girl, and I'm not. I'm a boy." That is the impetus for my growth. So much weighs on this one kid, but as you know, a mom of multiples, your life is not one kid. It took me a minute to get out of the darkness of realizing that your kid is so different from anything you've ever imagined. That was pretty scary.