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.



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.