After I had posted about Paula being so different to Rox, in my previous post, it got me thinking and I now realise I was actually talking a load of nonsense when I said that bringing up Paula has been very similar to bringing up Rox until now. Paula has, in many ways, always being very different to Rox. For instance in the matter of learning about “the facts of life” Paula was waaaay different!
A long time ago I had decided that my approach to “awkward subjects” would be to volunteer unasked for information only if I felt it was necessary at any given time, but otherwise to wait until my children asked questions. And when they did, I planned to be scrupulously honest and matter of fact, no ducking and diving and definitely no ridiculous talk of storks or birds and bees. Bear in mind that I came to this decision prior to the arrival of Paula!
Rox never asked any questions about the facts of life, ever! I eventually sat her down and had “a talk” when I felt it was important that she knew this stuff and I’ve had the odd chat with her since, as and when I felt it was necessary. She obviously found these “chats” quite interesting, but has never pursued the subject or asked any further questions. Simple. Easy. Then came Paula!
There was a period in my life when I actually had the time and the inclination to watch “The Bold and the Beautiful” and my girls would often be hanging around in the room while I watched. Big mistake, huge! One day, while I was innocently watching the soap, 6 year old Paula asked me how come Rick and Amber were having a baby when they weren’t married. I explained that you didn’t actually have to be married to have a baby and pointed out that her Uncle Geoff had a baby and he wasn’t married.
“Then how do they get the baby?” she asked. “Well, they love each other very much and then the baby comes” I explained (much to Rox’s obvious amusement). “But how does it get there?” she asked, completely fascinated, Barbie dangling, forgotten from her hand.
I was beginning to squirm a little at this point! “Well, the mom and dad go to bed together and love each other and the dad plants a seed in the mommy and then the baby grows” I explained, really hoping that this would be enough satisfy her curiosity (while Rox writhed about on the couch in spasms of hilarity, not helping my stress levels in the slightest.) No such luck!
“A seed!” she exclaimed incredulously, “What kind of a seed? How does he put it in the mommy’s tummy?” Barbie was unceremoniously flung on the floor and Paula was on my lap in a flash for a full and detailed explanation. And when I say detailed, I mean detailed! She wasn’t satisfied until she had been given a blow by blow account of the act in all its glory.
Oh my soul! And her at the ripe old age of six! I was SO wishing I had rather conjured up a couple of storks!
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