Losing my boy-dads perspective

Having a son is always a dads dream. The moment you get to hold your boy you imagine all the things you can teach him about the games you'll go to and all the awesome toys you'll buy him mainly the ones that your parents said no to when you were a kid. When I met Callie, who was then "Noah" I already had two boys of my own and thought the idea of two "bonus" boys was pretty awesome, just a couple more and I'd have a baseball team. That wasn't exactly the case, Callie had no interest in anything boy like. She always wanted to do whatever Jess and the girls were doing, it wasn't just the big things like if we had a Nerf War it was little things to. If the girls were watching a movie and I was taking the boys to run an errand Callie was right there with the girls. It didn't bother me too much, I thought it was just because I was new to her and she didn't like men much because of passed experience with her dad. We decided to let her be, figuring it was just a phase phases pass. Boy were we wrong, she began gravitating towards girl stuff more and more no matter what the situation it was all girl all the time. I realized at that moment the little boy I had fallen in love with was gone, he may not have been my boy from birth, but he was my boy. The moment we were told that our little Noah was really and truly a girl I broke down. I wasn't as strong as Jess was, she had more knowledge in this stuff I had no clue what it meant to be transgender I really only knew of one transgender person and all I knew about them was that they almost committed suicide due to depression and I knew I didn't want that for my kid. From that moment I knew what I had to do, I had to become my daughters protector and one of her biggest advocates. She's only four and can't handle the world out there and shouldn't have to. This wasn't the ideal situation for us, but because of it I'm going to do the best I can to protect not just my kid but all transgender people out there.