Turns out I am a super cool Mom. Yep. Totally tooting my own horn
saying tooting does not take away from my cool factor.
Driving home from a chiropractor appointment with my 12 year old dear daughter (captive audience) yesterday and I slyly mention that I know of a girl in grade 8, yes an almost 14 year old girl, who is pregnant. Sigh. So hard.
BlueEyed Girls eyes just about bugged out of her head.
I stayed cool, looked into those little precious little bugged out eyes and masterfully manipulated the conversation. (Huh, maybe this is why we learn to manipulate boys? So we can keep up with our pre-teens??) We talked about how sex is a healthy thing…when you are old enough, when you are ready. I asked her what she thought about a 14 year old having a baby? Did she think that
little girl should keep the baby? How would she manage on her own? Did she think that 14 year old girl was ready or able to be a good Mommy? What could that girl have done differently? I didn’t pepper her with questions, it was an honest to goodness conversation between us girls.
We had a bit of a giggle at my Mom’s expense (sorry if you ever read this Mom) when I told her that my Mom couldn’t even say the word Penis or Vagina without a bit of a blush or dropping down to a hushed tone. Like these are dirty words? Times have changed baby! I made sure my wee one knew she could come to me with anything. (patting myself on the back again)
It nearly killed me, but we made a plan. When she is ready (PLEASE let it be like 10 years from now), she is to come to me, I will not judge or scold
or cry when she is looking . I will get her on the pill, she will know about safe sex, being empowered, she will be ready. I think/hope she heard me. This won’t be the last time I open up this can of worms dialogue.
The calm cool collected part of my brain was thinking “You go Mama. Well done. Communication!!” The panicked, overprotective, so not ready for any of this stuff, part of my head was screaming “How do kids not come with a manual? O M Geeeeeeeeee! Where did my baby go?”
This my friends is what is really going on in the suburbs. Fun right? It’s going to be a wild ride.