A column about being a pregnant trans dad, and all the prejudices, healthcare challenges, personal dilemmas, and joys that come with making a family in 2021. On New Year’s Eve, I drove for two hours for a blood test to check HCG levels. We took cold walks together and shared warming meals, helping time pass quicker until a second blood test. You need two for comparison and hopefully, a conclusive answer; HCG rising = still pregnant, HCG falling = miscarriage. On the morning of the second blood test, the bleeding was heavier.