Have I ever mentioned that I have six daughters? SIX. The puberty is strong in this family…
Aunt Flo. On the rag. That time of the month. Shark week. The Shining.
There is a reason we females have literally dozens of name for our Ladies Days.
Periods are no joke. I have tried to always talk to my daughters a bout it in a positive way, talk about how it enables us to have babies, and all that jazz. But really, sometimes it just sucks.
I polled a few friends are here a just a few stories they had to share about their Special Days:
One described sitting back, enjoying company at her house, and having her dog walk in with a used tampon in his mouth.
Some mentioned getting friends to buy tampons for them because their mom was convinced they’d no longer be a virgin if they wore them.
Or how about waking up one morning when you are eleven, going to the bathroom and wondering why there is a glob of chocolate in your underpants?
Imagine being on your period at summer camp and having your canoe tip over, then having to walk for half an hour with a saggy burrito between your legs as you make you way slowly back to your cabin to try to change discreetly.
Or lying down during a junior high track meet (because you don’t feel well) and standing unto find blood all the way down your backside. Hello, first period!
Then there is my friend who was on a preschool field trip on a hot, Florida day. She rode the bus with her four-year old son and his class. Once they arrived she sat on a bench near the petting zoo in her khaki shorts. She posed for a photo and as she leaned forward she realized she was bleeding, heavily…all over her khaki shorts. She quickly went to the bathroom and tried to clean up, but she had no change of clothes, no jacket or sweater (hello, hot Florida weather) or anyway to get home.
“Hey, kids, we are going to learn all about women’s health today!”
Another friend described starting her period at school while wearing a white cotton mini-skirt. She went to the school nurse who would not allow her to call home. Instead, she “let” her wash her skirt out and then stand in front of a fan so it could dry…
[Have you seen the episode of Mr. Bean where he attempts to dry his pants with a fan???]
The stories are endless, my friends.
Here is my advice to surviving your daughter’s first period.
Talk early and often. I love the book The Care and Keeping of You. It covers menstruation and puberty, leaving out sex and pregnancy.
2. Pepare a Teen Period Survival Kit.
You might remember the Teen Period Survival Kit I put together for our girls (and let me tell you they love it and take full advantage of it). The girls have said it really helps on the bad days. They grab the box, retreat to their rooms and we are all a little better off…
3. Order the HelloFlo First Period Kit.
It comes with everything your daughter needs to
survive enjoy her first period:
*informational guides for girls and parents written by a puberty expert (I can’t figure out why they didn’t ask me to write it)
*a full-sized box of U by Kotex® pad
*fun and discrete zipper pouch, locker mirror, facial cleanser, colorful bracelet, no-tug ribbon hair ties, tissues, and lip balm.
I have given this to a couple of my daughters and they love it! I’m just disappointed I didn’t think of the idea first.
The limited edition HelloFlo First Period Kit can be found in Target stores nationwide starting on 9/11.
And if I haven’t scared you off yet, be sure and watch this commercial. My daughters and I have watched this so many times we have it memorized!
What is your most embarrassing period story? Share it if you dare…Or share what happened to “your friend” when she had a an embarrassing moment…