I only remember my mom saying stuff about feminine hygiene products, offering me a hot water bottle and some brandy for cramps (brandy after school, not before lol).
We didn't have pamprin and all that.
she said she'd answer whatever questions I had - and I felt comfortable, I would have asked. I was more concerned about how to smuggle pads into school than anything. Aha, I thought - that's why women carry pocket books!
My dd got it really bad, and I sympathized although could not really relate - I never had much trouble. I think I handled it like my mom, but we talked a lot earlier in dd's life. she knew about this probably from toddlerhood, asking what those *things* were in the bathroom.
Still, when she started, she was mad - nobody warned her it was gonna hurt so bad!
Poor kid. Nobody warned me she was gonna have cysts.
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Originally Posted by Lady
It is her right to tell whom she wishes to tell. In the beginning girls just tell their best friends. They are embarrassed because of the new things happening to their bodies.
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I heard about those *things* but waited and waited. Nothing. Not a thing happened to this body till i got pregnant with my first. I was built like a pipe cleaner.