I understand this part is more difficult when your parents loved you in their own way, when you didn't have a terrible relationship with them. My parents don't know I'm a woman. They don't know where I live. They don't have my email or phone number. It must be difficult to have an instinct to communicate a parent like that, especially one you've had to cut off or distance yourself from. The fact of my gender is actually fairly trivial compared to all the other things my parents never knew about me to begin with. They never knew me as a person.
I'm actually glad they aren't part of my life. I have people who actually want me in their lives, who love me and appreciate who I am, how I look, my progress, etc. You either do or will have them too. And this is as good a place to start as any. How long is your new growth? Is it a weirdly obvious different length bit? The new hair on my crown juuust got long enough to integrate into a high bun, so kow I don't have like three weird locks blowing around in the wind. I have bright blue hair and was bleach blond for a year before that, so the fact that they come in pale went unnoticed. Oh, and my new bit of bangs have made it past eye poke length, so now I have the cool girl two thin, whispy bangs look I wanted so badly in the early 2000s. They're almost long enough to get in my mouth. That'll be a fun phase. I love my hair so much x_x