Puberty Woes
So
I've been looking online for advice on having the puberty talk with
my girls. Everything I have found so far says to be honest and open.
Well, duh. I'm not going to lie about it and I won't hide anything
about it either. I'm more looking for how to start the conversation.
Add to that, how do I keep my overly emotional Fiona from freaking
out about bleeding once a month? She doesn't like blood and has less
pain tolerance that I do, which is saying a lot. I don't deal well
with pain. I don't like it. When I hurt, anywhere, I shut down
pretty quick. Fiona goes to the opposite extreme. She cries and
screams. The whole world must know that she hurts.
Then
there is Shannon. I'm not sure how she will react to the idea
either, but I can almost guarantee that she will have a million
questions. She is curious about everything and wants to know
everything. She also doesn't like blood, but she deals with it
better. As for pain, she's had her share of accidents and I think
her pain tolerance is much better. She might still cry about it, but
for that to happen, I know it really hurts. Not to say that Fiona
doesn't really hurt; I just don't know how bad she hurts as she
reacts the same whether it's a “I bumped into the wall” or “I
fell off my scooter on the road and have asphalt lodged in the
scratches on my knees and elbows”.
I'm
also nervous about PMS. I've been lucky so far. Due to my choice of
birth control, I haven't had to deal with a period for most of the
time my children have been alive. This will all change in June when
I get my tubes tied. Add to that, I also have 2 step daughters who
are very close in age to my girls. I'm not looking forward to the
possibility of all 5 of us being on our cycle at the same time. We
just might blow the roof off of the house. I really feel bad for Ted
and his dad (who we live with). I'm sure Ted will probably be ok, but
I feel bad that he will have to deal with it. As for Wayne, he's a
70 year old who only has boys. I'm not sure how he will handle the
lovely mood swings.
I
know I need to have this talk soon. Hopefully, I can find the words
and the time to do it right. Wish me luck!
posted by Unknown @ 6:57 AM
2 Comments
2 Comments:
Hey girl! My mom never had a talk with me that I remember. I went to the toilet one night, April 1st, and when I wiped I saw the blood. I let out a little squeal and called for mom. Then the lights went out because it was storming outside. What an introduction! I think I learned more from love story books and a couple friends. However I remember getting basic birds and bees at school. They had one for everybody, then one for girls and one for boys. This was in the 70's in a private school, no clue what the public ones did. Good luck!
Thanks, Kim. I asked my mom what she did and she had a book. She can't remember the name of it, though, so that isn't much help. I guess I just need to sit them down, find out what they know, and go from there.
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