My lesbian aunt was a better father figure to me than my actual dad (her brother) was. She’s the one who gave me the sex talk I needed as a teenager, she’s the one who gave me the drug talk that probably kept me from being an addict, she’s the one who taught me to be an authentic person and love myself for who I am. The most important thing that she gave me was a feeling of safety that I was going to turn out alright as a person during my teenage years when things were really confusing and scary. I had someone in my corner who I could count on. I don’t think it really matters what parts you have downstairs or who you love as long as your kid feels safe and has someone to listen to them and make sense of the world. Being a teenage boy sucked but I’ll never forget the impact my Aunt Bob made on me during those years. The fact that you’re concerned enough with making sure your son has what he needs to become healthy and adjusted as he grows up to make a vulnerable post on the internet asking strangers for advice leads me to believe that you’re already on the right track and your kid is going to end up just fine.