Thursday, March 15, 2012

Writer's Workshop: Where DO Babies Come From?

"BABIES COME OUT OF YOUR GIRLIE PARTS!" 

sang my then five-year-old daughter as she shimmied, NAKED! on my bed.

SAY WHAT??? *eye bug out*

"Why yes, yes they do, but we don't need to dance naked while singing about it on Mamma's bed!"  was my ever so smooth reply.

I'd just come out the shower and was naked myself.  Good morning to me!  

My children's stepmother was pregnant again, for the second time.  The first time, The Girl had been just 3, so she really didn't have that many questions, but I should have known from the way she asked to speak to her stepmother every time her dad called and fired off all sorts of questions, that this would be coming.

So I did the thing any responsible parent would do. I went to the library and got a book.
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And Boy Howdy, a book I did get!   

Note to self: Next time, READ THE BOOK FIRST! 

This one is nothing if not comprehensive.  It goes into boy parts and girl parts and pregnancy and childbirth and divorce and stepfamilies and homosexuality and good touches and bad touches and HOLY COW!  We did A LOT of skimming, but at the end of it all, our questions were answered!  ALL OF THEM... and some we didn't even know we had!

It's actually a very good book.  I just should have been better prepared.

It has occurred to me that the baby that was the result of the pregnancy that spurred the Naked Dance is two-and-a-half and maybe I should check in with my now almost 8-year-old and her 9-and-a-half-year-old brother and see what they remember.


Me: Hey kids, where do babies come from?

The Girl: Whaat???  *lots of giggling and spluttering* You....ladies, pregnant women, mommies

The Boy: Their mom's stomach, well not exactly their stomach, but...

The Girl: Their private parts! *lots of giggling*

Are you getting the impression they know more and just don't want to say so???

The Girl: Adopted babies come from other mothers.

HMMM, perhaps it's time for a refresher?


Mama’s Losin’ It

4.) Are you feeling brave? Ask your child where babies come from and share their answers.

8 comments:

Heather said...

Oh my gosh so cute. My little one used to tell us that all the babies lived in the baby forest before they decided to jump in their mommy's stomach. So she knew her brother and sister before she was even born. Her theory had a lot of wholes in it.

I wonder if there were any uncomfortable moments with Stepmom once your two were told the real story.

Di said...

Being the youngest of 3 my sister's wasted no time explaining EVERYTHING to me. Including things I would rather not have known!

Tiffany said...

Your kids are sooo funny! the giggling definitely tells me she knows more than she's willing to share. :)

That sounds like a good book. I still have the book my mom used with me, "Where Did I come From?", I think that's the title. My mother shared it with me and my siblings, her sister shared it with her kids and so on. It's a little weathered and outdated by now. But I couldn't part with it.

Michelle Saunderson said...

Since my kids are teens, I am not sure I want to know the extent of their knowledge on the subject. Lord help me through the teenage years....

The Blonde Duck said...

My dogs are my kids...I'd just get a snarl from Bitty and confused look from Bear.

How's your Dad?

Leah A. said...

That was awesome! I'll certainly take note to make sure I do my homework before and AFTER finding the book. Be prepared...note taken! Stopping by to say thanks for visiting on my Sits day. appreciated all the kind words!

Not a Perfect Mom said...

my oldest asked a while ago how babies are made, and we found book that explained about sperm and eggs and how they work together, but not about sex, and he was okay with that, it was enough information...phew! and all mine were C sections, so my kids think every mother has her belly sliced open to get the babies out...score

Babes Mami said...

Maybe I will get this very comprehensive book haha. Actually, when they ask I will explain to the best of my ability but I'm not chompin at the bit to have to explain it.