My kids are at an especially ‘interesting’ age, my eldest is a Tween, my Boy in the middle not far behind and my youngest, Sweetie, is the head strong, precocious, baby of the family. We’re in the middle of the
difficult challenging transition from child to teen via the dreaded puberty stage for my Tween. I try to keep the topic current with gentle encouragement and small amounts of digestible information so as not to frighten her. My parents never had any conversations with me about this and I just remember the whole subject blurted out all at once at us en masse at school. I don’t think anyone asked questions – we were just too shocked and repulsed! This is our recent conversation over tea:
Me: [to Tween] OK so you’ll go have your shower afterwards?
Me: As you grow up, your hair may get a little greasy and you’ll sweat more easily but it’s all part of the normal changes that happen. That’s why it’s important to wash everyday.
Tween: [deadpan] I’ll get hairy.
Boy: Like Mummy! [boys will be boys]
Sweetie: We’ll get you a razor, like Daddy’s! [she has not seen me use it in emergencies on my legs]
Boy: Or you can wax. Just put it on [demonstrating with his hands] and rip it off! [he has seen me using the home wax strips on my legs]
Tween, as you can imagine was not comforted by her siblings’ advice.