I Don’t See The Need To Hide My Period From My Kids

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not as if I will bare it in their face to see but as a mother of 3 lovely boys, there is a possibility the boys will see me in the act, it is something that is bound to happen. When you have a girl, you know they are  have going to have one, therefore, they're going to need to know about it. But with boys, there appears to be more of a choice. They don’t technically have to understand menstrual cycles.

You could actually hide the entire thing from them and let them find out about it in health class, or more likely, the playground. But in my opinion, that would be doing both them, and the girls in their life, a huge disservice. And the idea of how to explain it to them hit me when my latest baby who is a toddler walked in on me in the bathroom changing my pad, I thought I had latched the door properly not knowing it was not properly closed and he will want to be wherever mom wants to be. I was stuck in between if I should continue what I was doing in his presence or not.

And considering the fact that he’s a talking questionnaire, I was thinking what strategy to use and my strategy was simply this: I would let him lead the conversation. I casually change my pad just as I had casually wiped in front of them many times. He saw the blood and the questions started rolling in and I decided to answer honestly.

I've explained in plain English that each month a woman’s body prepares, in case she is going to be pregnant. When you grow a baby you need extra blood and tissue to help it grow and keep it safe. If you don’t become pregnant, that extra blood and tissue comes out and then your body starts over fresh. It’s not an injury and it’s nothing to be worried about, it’s totally normal and kind of cool! It does not seem to get it  but he was relieved mummy is not injured. I also know that when next him or his brother’s ruffle through my purse like they always do and find a pad or tampon I don’t snatch it away in horror, I ask nicely to have it back.

I looked back at it and I gave myself a pat on the back for handling it well. I decided to take the rest of the boys through it as well, I don't want my boys to be the ones on the playground teasing girls and saying, “Ewww” about a perfectly normal thing. After all, it’s a large part of the reason they exist! My hope is that my honest and positive example will help them become the well- informed, respectful young men I always imagined when I was told I’d be raising a boy. And more respectful boys in the world can only be a good thing.

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