The “private parts” conversation has already started!

May 2, 2013

Dear Max

For the past few weeks, we’ve been bathing in the evenings together. It’s not something I planned, and I think at the time it was a way to get you into the bath in the first place. And it worked. And when something works for a toddler, and it’s not costing you lots of money or angst, or destruction, you continue with it. And so we bath together most nights.

Me, you and a bottle of Matey bubble bath (may I just mention here that in my day, a capful could get you a bath full of bubbles. These days a few capfuls get us a measly few handfuls of bubbles).

At some point in our bathing history I called myself “Mommy hippo”, which might have something to do with the fact that I feel like a hippo next to such a cute little dude like yourself. And so I’m mommy hippo, and you’re baby hippo, and together the hippos soak in the tub each night you’re here.

For now, it’s fun and it’s good bonding time, and it’s half an hour that we can chat about life, your birth, the universe, bubbles, and the workings of floating, sinking and draining.

You love asking how I got the scars on my knees, and you point out where you lived in my tummy, and I show you my neat Caesar scar, and I tell you about the day you were born, and how it was the best moment of my life.

And it was bound to happen that you would get curious, but I wasn’t quite ready for your questions: “What is that (pointing to my girl-bits)?” “What is my willy called?” “Why do I have a willy?” “Why do you have a winky?” (note: after a tough decision and some crowd sourcing on Facebook, I have decided to call our parts willy and winky. For everyone it’s different, but at this age and stage, I feel comfortable with these terms).

So as unprepared as I’ve been, I’ve tried to be as honest as possible in response to your curiosity, and since I don’t want you to have to Google the word penis one day (I looked at World Book encyclopedia when I was a child), I’d rather be the source of good information.

I also gave you one of “the talks” – that no one was allowed to touch your willy without permission or at all, and that if anyone touched it, you need to tell me. And that you weren’t allowed to touch anyone’s private parts at this stage.

Jees my little dude. I hope I’m guiding you enough. (Moms – please help. What do you answer? How do you guide your kids in these early days?)

 

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2 Comments

  • corinne_lalla

    WOW! Hats off to you for having the simple conversation. I’m sure I’ll be there soon so I’m just as eager to hear what other moms say. My mom was too embarassed to talk about it

    May 2, 2013 at 12:20 pm Reply
  • corinne_lalla

    WOW! Hats off to you for having the simple conversation. I’m sure I’ll be there soon so I’m just as eager to hear what other moms say. My mom was too embarassed to talk about it

    May 2, 2013 at 12:20 pm Reply
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