Whoa, hair!

My voice has finally become noticeably lower. Alex pointed this out to me during the first day of work, but now when I speak I don't have to make an effort to make it go down. Travis confirmed my low voice after I picked up the Deathly Hallows on Friday night/Saturday morning. It's funny cause for the folks I haven't outed myself to I have to make an effort to sound like female.

I feel like I'm turning into a werewolf or a combination of Kenny (body hair-wise) and Dad (veins sicking out of my tanned hands, dandruff, and voice-wise) except with a little pot-belly. (It's weird having love handles when you never had them before) I'm trying to combat the fat redistribution with weights and walking more often. Also trying to eat more fruit, protein, fiber and veggies. I'm developing forearms. The hair on the upper knuckles of my hands are turning darker and wiry. My pubic hair is starting to head north towards my navel and spreading south along the insides of my upper thighs. My kneecaps are almost completely covered with brown fur. It's almost like I'm growing a winter coat. Luckily I won't get any chest or back hair (it's not in my genes) I think my face is starting to change a bit too. Not much as changed on the facial hair front. Shot #8 is tomorrow.

I am really grateful to Alex for helping me get a job. My boss has been awesome calling me Jacob and using the right pronouns in large part to Alex doing both from the get go. It's been a really good experience so far.

I might try to post some pics of the physical changes I've experienced. (nothing too graphic of course)