On the way to the video store last night, my 12 year old son says to me, “Mom, I don’t understand what these are.” He’s pointing to a tampon stashed in the center console of my car. I think at this point I broke out in a cold sweat. “It’s a tampon that women use when they’re on their periods.” Saying this to him makes me cringe, but we’ve already had “the talk” and he’s been learning all of the facts on the matter at school. “I still don’t get it,” he says frowning. Ugh! Sometimes I’d prefer not to have THIS open of a relationship, but deep down I know it’s for the best so I muster up the courage to simply say, “When a woman is on her period, she bleeds.” OhMyGoodness did that just come out of my mouth?! I'm sweating more now. He frowns again; I can tell he’s thinking this one over very carefully. More frowning... more thinking; and then I see the light bulb go off as a look of total disgust comes across his face. “Ewwwwww! That’s disgusting!” he exclaims. You have no idea, son.
“Do you have any other questions for me?”
“No.”
Whew!
