Dreams about pregnancy

I've started having recurring dreams and daydreams about being pregnant. It's very... upsetting. I'm just coming up on my 24th birthday and realizing that at this point my mother had two kids and I will never have any. I normally feel great about being trans, these experiences have made me who I am and I wouldn't trade them in for anything, but when I think about this one thing I wish that I had been born in the "right" body. I feel like I have the wrong insides and I don't know how to properly cope with that.

My therapist is of the opinion that I should get a pet to express my nurturing desires something something, and I might have the opportunity to take over care of a friend's pet rat in the near future. So, maybe that will help? Most of the trans girls I know irl either already have kids or don't want them so I'm not sure how people deal with this or if it is at all common.

I think a pet sounds like a good idea to try things out. I am sorry you are dealing with these difficult feelings If you really want children there is always adoption.

Thank you. I do want to adopt in the future actually. I'm irritated that I'm dealing with this right now because I'm in no place to be taking care of kids, emotionally or financially.

I think anyone who is trans has to deal with these feelings one way or another. I am under the impression allot of MtF trans individuals bank sperm before they begin hormone therapy. Personally, I always yearned for the full female experience. So, for me, the possibility of transition seemed as though it would feel like a consolation prize. My situation is such I will never know. But, were I young again, knowing what I know now, I would transition in a heartbeat regardless.

I don't think your T's suggestion is a bad one. Although I would have to say that, for the pet's sake, it would be best if you could be sure you want it for it's own sake, not simply as a substitute for the child you can't have now. And, as far as the pet rat goes... well... certainly there's no reason not to take care of it if you want to. However (& your friend might disagree with me on this point) it seems to me, you can't get quite the same experience of caregiving, taking care of a rat, you could having a dog or a cat... especially a dog.

(I'm probably going to get myself into trouble here. But...) dogs are more dependent, more needy for love, attention & training than are cats. Cats, it seems to me are more independent. I once read somewhere that having a cat in the home is like sharing the home with another adult, where having a dog is like living with a child. Of course, I know your living situation dictates what type of pet you can & can't have.

One other thing I might mention. I know for me, when I am under stress, I'm sick, or injured I find my transsexual feelings tend to spike noticeably.
This always occurs in those types of situations, making them just that much more difficult to handle. Is it possible you have been dealing with some heightened stress or illness that has caused these feelings to swell?

Anyway, theinvisigoth, those are my thoughts with regard to your post. I wish you all the best as you sort through these difficult feelings.

Unfortunately I am Very Allergic to dogs. I like rats and I think one would be a good fit for my living situation, I've wanted one for a while but haven't had steady work until recently so a pet was out of the question.

I have felt more stressed lately, it is quite possible that that has contributed. I'll discuss that with my therapist next time we see each other.

I've never really had much desire to have kids, but some days I get really sad knowing that between being trans, queer, and other issues I have in my life, I'll probably never have the chance. It's really hard, being outside of all that, and I hope things get less rough for you soon.

I used to have two rats, they're such sweet pets and I highly recommend them. I dunno how helpful it would be, but is there any way you might be able to volunteer with kids? Maybe being around some would help.