No mistaking tears in the rain
During our last trip to the NHL (Neilson Heys Library) this past weekend, J and Kiddo found a few books, but one book in particular was hot on Kiddo’s radar. It’s called Growing up for Girls. The other day, Kiddo and J were doing their Kiddo/Mumma time and they did some reading from the book. A LOT of questions were asked. A little bit of freaking out. This book deals with things like puberty, the body, the changes that will come, and what that all means. I can only imagine some of the uncomfortable questions and comments J needed to deal with, but she parented thru it. Besides that, both J and I grew up in houses where those types of things weren’t talked about. It was rude, or inappropriate, or blah blah. We’d rather spend a few uncomfortable minutes explaining the body and it’s natural process of growing and changing than not. Again, we’d rather give her trust and information than not. I never had those convos,...