Secret Women’s Business

At the risk of embarrassing my beloved daughter I want to tell you about today.

This afternoon I went along to the school for The Talk.

You know the one.  The one all tweens dread.  The health nurse talk about puberty and more specifically “down there”.  The curse.  Periods.  Menstruation. 

Ewwwwwwwwwww!  (All tweens and probably teens, and all males have now left the building)

Which leaves us women.

I don’t remember having The Talk at school.  In fact my earliest awareness was discovering a pink packet of “something interesting” high up in mum’s cupboard.  What are those?  I asked innocently.  Oh something for when you are older, she blithely replied.
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I waited and waited for “the present” that would be mine when I was older.  I wasn’t disturbed when they disappeared from the cupboard.  Mum had obviously found a better hiding spot. But they weren’t a present were they?  No.

I was a late developer and to my daughter this is music to her ears.  Maybe she won’t have to think about it for ages.

I was impressed by the talk. The nurse showed us diagrams, we watched a (very obscure) video which showed young teens swimming mostly, and she passed around pads and a tampon pouch (something you could put tampons in to carry in your handbag), not an actual tampon though.  That, she put in a glass of water.  (I’ll leave you with that mental image)

The interesting fact that I didn’t know was that you only lose about 35 mL of fluid apparently.  Well well.

It was quite fun sitting there with the other mums and daughters – kind of like secret women’s business.  My daughter was glad because she got to go home ten minutes early.

3 thoughts on “Secret Women’s Business”

  1. Lucky you with the late developing, I was 10! Nancy was 12, so there is little hope for poor, wee Bessie! Any time now, I expect (given that she is almost 12)

    I remember our talk at school – they still were talking about sanitary belts! The horror!

  2. Oh the horror indeed!
    We didn’t have a talk but by the time I needed them they were kind of thick white surfboards that made you walk slightly akimbo.
    Groover – who used to work for J&J said the Burmese Police Force used to order them by the tonne… to buff their shiny black police cars!!

    (I was 16… and having watched a documentary about a strange hermaphroditic tribe, thought I was going to turn into a boy.  Which wasn’t going to be easy given I was at a girls’ school at the time!)

  3. We didn’t have a talk when I was at school. It was assumed our mothers would teach us the necessary lesson. Well, my mum left home when I was seven, 4 years later I “became a woman” as it was known back then. I told my Dad and he gave me money to go to the shop and buy what I needed. I don’t remember how I knew what I was supposed to have,maybe I’d absorbed the idea from when mum was still with us. But 35ml?? HA!! More like 1/2 a bucket. We’re heavy bleeders in our family.

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