Getting your period. Sex. Where babies come from.
Chances to talk about things have come up before, but not always at the most opportune times. A few weeks ago, we were in the restroom, and before I could flush, she spotted some blood in the toilet. She panicked. Probably convinced that I was going to die, she couldn't understand why there was blood in the toilet. So me, being pretty sure that the bathroom at Schlotzskys isn't the place to explain what a period was, told her that I had a nose bleed and I wasn't going to die.
I had a c-section when I had Ava. So she knows what my scar is from, and tells me "That's where they cut the baby out of you." She asked me if they cut her out of me too, and I said no. And when she asked me how she came out, I told her it was a "different way", all the while panicking inside, just knowing what the next question was going to be.
Then she asked me what we were having for dinner, and the conversation ended.
But I know the day is coming when I'll have to sit her down and explain the facts of life. I dread that talk. Giving too much information, or not giving enough. Possibly scarring her for life and ruining my child.
I remember I started my period when I was 13. I was at home, with nothing to use in the bathroom. And my mother wasn't home. Which meant having to call for my dad and have him bring me a pad from my mom's bathroom. Embarrassed. Mortified. And I don't want my daughters to have to go thru that.
I don't remember having "the talk" with my mom. I do remember sitting in class, I think in 4th grade or so, and having to watch "that video" about your body. Wanting to watch the video, but not seem too interested, for fear of being a weirdo.
But I don't want to leave the responsibility of teaching my child up to school videos and locker room talk.
For the moms who have had the "talk". What has worked for you? What didn't? How old were your daughters when you did talk to them? Is 7 going on 8 too young, or have I waited too long?