It’s taken me a few days to get up the nerve to write this post. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I’m of an age where you don’t talk about those kinds of things. Oh, who am I kidding. We’re ALL of an age where we grew up not talking about those kinds of things.
If you were lucky they talked about it a little in health class, or, if you were super lucky, you had a mom who told you everything you needed to know. These days there is a lot of information out there about periods and puberty and it’s an easy thing for a young girl to look up.
But what about new mothers?
My mother didn’t tell me what to expect after childbirth, and she certainly wasn’t comfortable talking about it with me when I was living through my postpartum phase.
When I was a little girl, I remember her telling me about the basics of what a period was and how it worked, and how to use a pad, but after that initial conversation, the only mention she ever made of it was to tell me to put ‘maxi-pads’ on the grocery list whenever I needed a fresh supply.
But I digress, it wasn’t until a million years later, when I was preparing to give birth to the preshus, that my love of tampons would come to a screeching halt.
Well, not my love, but my ability to use them….
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