First let me start by saying that I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING! When it comes to parenting, I don't know about you, but I just kind of wing it. Most days I am really just trying to survive. So when Summer came to me asking about S-E-X (yes, she spelled it) my face probably went white, or red... take your pick. The last time we tried to do this with Parker, Steve and I had to take turns walking out of the room because one of us would start laughing. How immature are we? So now, here we are - with not one, but two "tweeners" (you know, not kids, but not teenagers - in betweeners) and we were faced with "the talk" again. You know, the talk about "the birds and the bees."
So we set aside some time where Summer and I could be alone (Steve informed me he wanted no part of this one... thanks, hun!). I had told her earlier in the week that it was time we had "the talk", so she would be prepared. She was looking forward to it actually. So it was Saturday afternoon and we were out running some errands together. It was then that I spilled the beans - all of it. Eeewww! How scary and somewhat disgusting that must be for a kid ("I'm gonna bleed from where?") I know it was gross the first time I heard about it when I was 18 (okay, maybe 16). No, seriously, I only say that because, give me an amen here if none of your parents ever officially sat you down for "the talk". Everything I learned about sex came from my too-well-informed older sister and some absolutely clueless classmates. So, needless to say, I never got the full picture until... well, marriage I guess.
Anyway, overall it went well and now Summer is 'in the know'. So, if you overhear her whispering about it with her friends or little sisters, kindly remind her that this is something to be talked about only with mom's and dad's (ya, right - this is just too juicy not to share)? And I'm apologizing in advance if she asks any one of YOUR kids that same daunting question, "Do you know what S-E-X is?" In which case I will say only four words... good luck with that!
3 comments:
Ya right...she's already told all of her friends all about it!:) You are a good mom. Better you then some crazy friends! Way to bail, Steven. What's that all about!?!?
Hi Aly, O know this is totally random , apparently i feel the need to comment on all the "Ellis" blogs today -- I'm Alisa's friend, by the way, in case you don't remember me. Anyway, I laughed out loud at this post. I never got "the talk" either - my sister and I laugh all the time about how we had to ask our mom to go get bras! I am already freaked out about giving the talk to my daughter. She is 3. She found a box of tampons in the bathroom the other day (is this getting too PG-13?) and started asking what they were and I told her they were tools that allowed mommy to have babies. I mean, I used the word tools. I panicked. So I would love to hear what you said during your talk. From what I hear from Alisa, you are doing a GREAT job as a Mom! Isn't EVERYONE winging it?
My mom planned a nice lunch at a really fancy restaurant and planned to talk to me about it there, when the words started to come out of her mouth I put my hands over my ears and said "I don't want to hear it, I have learned everything from school" and at the school maturation video which my mom was supposed to be invited too, well I didn't give her the invitation until after it happened. My poor mom never got to give me "the talk" I am sure she was heart broken.
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