TW. My First Period!

I was 11. A few weeks prior my mom bought me “The care and keeping of you.” Which was basically a little book introducing puberty and periods for girls. So I knew what a period was and hoped for mine. Mostly because it was the induction into womanhood, and I’d always identified myself as an adult. 

I got invited to a co-ed sleepover with some 4-H kids. I had a huge crush on one of the boys in the group and I was so excited. We played games and ect. So when we went to bed my crush wanted to sleep next to me. Man was I siked, I got all butterflies in the tummy and what not. The next morning when we woke up I was covered in blood. All the kids saw, my crush and all. But they were cool Homeschooled kids and they had sympathy. even the crush was cool with it, surprisingly enough. 

Anyway, I didn’t tell my mom for like months and months. and my fraternal grandmother was from a generation of woman who treated their menses like a disease. Unfortunately I had the same outlook until I discovered reusable products and the cup! Now I am  very comfortable and confident about my cycle. I take great empowerment in discussing menstruation and taboos with others. 

Ps. I love this Tumblr! (: