Hey, guys, so I went and told my mom today about my transition.
She did ok with it. She knew about my top surgery a year ago, but at that time I didn't know if I was going to transition with T or not (I have always seen myself as more transgender than transsexual), so I just told her at the time that I wasn't a woman, but didn't see myself as male per se. I was trying to minimize how distressed she was over it.
Anyway, she seemed to have a harder time when I told her about the top surgery, than she did today when I told her I was transitioning. Maybe at least part of it is that I have already had top surgery so she already had to face my gender dysphoria (even though I didn't completely spell it out to her back then) or maybe she is in shock. Regardless, she did her usual thing about religion, saying that maybe if I prayed, God would help me find peace in this body, similar to what she has always said about me dating women. She doesn't push the issue in a crazy aggressive way (and she cares for my female partner very much), it is just her belief and thinking when it comes to homosexuality.
Too, maybe she didn't freak out because she really has a hard time formulating all of it in her mind. She asked me to show her pictures of FTMs online and of course had a hard time envisioning the guys as ever being female. I need to show her before and after pictures, not just after pictures.
The other thing that makes it tough is that my mother is 72 years old and has never worked outside the home. Subsequently, her social life has only revolved around people through her church and neighbors (read: conservative heterosexuals), so she has not been exposed to (or experienced), many people who are very different from her. I think that makes things harder. If you have never stepped outside your societal, cultural group, you tend to be more uncomfortable with differences and don't have a frame of reference when looking at anything outside of the gender norm (she has never understood me being so masculine, either...it just doesn't "compute" for her).
She loves me and I know she will try, but I know that she will never carry a banner saying that she is proud to have a trans* kid.
Now I need to tell my sister who will most likely languish on about how my transitioning will cause my mother and the whole family distress, implying I am selfish. She's always fun that way.