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[–] Sarcastatron_9000 ago
Your first paragraph...spot on!
Second one...haha yeah my daughter and my son are polar opposites. My daughter is very private and shy about any sort of sexual topics so it's been a challenge to educate her and prepare her for life as a woman. She tends to shut down. My son, though - that guy has no shame and sometimes that can be its own kind of awkward. But it's far easier to have these discussions with him. He's nearly 14 and in spite of his knowledge about sex he is still very much the innocent in his relationships with and feelings about girls. He likes girls but he has zero interest in having a girlfriend, and is still at the stage where his greatest joy in life is scaring and pestering his sister's friends.
My daughter had her first one last fall just before she turned 12. Bittersweet mom moment for sure - not a baby anymore!
[–] DorothyMantooth ago
Yep. Mommy-tears-time. Luckily, I've been through it twice before (my older daughter, and my stepdaughter-who is seven or eight years older than my eldest--was with us for the summer when she got hers, which was a joy [sarcasm. I love my sd, but it was just like, "Really? I have to do this, instead of her mom?"]). I cried when my oldest got hers, and cried a little this time, too, but it was easier than I thought it would be--I'd been expecting it to happen any day for a while, because she is developing fast. I suspect she's going to be busty like my mom, because she's practically bigger than me already, lol, and she's only thirteen (I am just barely a B-cup, though. My D-cup mom always promised me that, like her, I'd end up bigger than I wanted; I'm still waiting). Plus, for me, there's a huge sense of relief there, because I was a very, very late developer (first period at 15!!) which was awful, so I'm mostly just very happy that neither of them are having to go through that--I was worried about that from the day they were born, pretty much.
Youngest is handling it really well, though, which is nice; she's asking questions and wanting to talk about it, which as you know makes it feel like we're doing something right, that they want our input and help. Older sounds a lot like your daughter, though: very private, very shy, shuts down rather than asks questions. She gets embarrassed easily and is really afraid of this whole growing-up thing, so I (and my husband, although to a lesser extent since obviously there are some topics he leaves mostly to me) try really hard to focus on the positive things while only briefly touching on the "scary" parts for now, and just making clear that I'm always happy to talk about anything when she wants to/is ready.
I can imagine how awkward that could get with a boy, lol! I always wanted a boy, sigh, but when it comes to the whole puberty thing I have to admit it's a little easier to have girls because at least I've been there.
[–] Sarcastatron_9000 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
It wasn't as sentimental as I thought it would be...I'm not one for tears, generally. But I was surprised to discover that we are already at that point in her life. I knew it'd be soon; her figure is changing. I was more excited about it than she was; it was such a rite of passage for me when I got mine. I was a bit older than she was when I got mine and I was pretty stoked, and my mom bought me a little gift in celebration. I thought that's how it would go down but she was markedly less excited about the whole thing. lol Oh well.
Boy puberty is easier IMO. He is getting all gangly and tall, his voice is cracking like crazy, and he's definitely into that "obnoxious early teenage boy" stage where they talk super loud and make retarded jokes and never really know when to quit. He's very proud of his fuzzy upper lip. lol But he's far less moody than his sister. Girls are a handful...mood swings, body changes requiring shopping trips for embarrassingly personal things (which she hates), self-consciousness, and so much fuckin' drama sometimes. Even with all that, though, I really love this stage - they're young enough to still think I'm cool but old enough that they can be really helpful around the house, and we can have much deeper conversations about life, and they're becoming such interesting people. I'm still mom but now there are more moments where we're also really good friends just enjoying each other's company and I love that.