Actin All New To Me I Creep On You Like Puberty / The Struggle Continues I’ll Miss You

Little E just casually informed me he spotted some hair “down there” and pointed to his crotch.

No, this isn’t something that I ask him abut often, therefore he felt the need to inform me. However about 2 weeks ago we pulled out a book I got him a while back (I think I blogged about it…not sure) about what to expect when you go through puberty as a boy.  I remember thinking that I, being 100% female, in case you weren’t aware, had literally no clue what happens when a male body goes from boy to man.

I grew up in a house with myself, two sisters, my mom, and a fairly absent dad. At least not a dad who we discussed our changing bodies with. I didn’t kiss a guy, like really kiss a guy until high school and it went straight from kiss to like 3rd base, and yeah, he was pretty developed. I lost my virginity at 19 to a guy who was 28. E’ll be 39 next year. Like all I’m saying is I have ZERO experience with the male species before or heck even during, puberty.

Thus, the reason I got Little E a book on it. I just wanted to be prepared and have answers to questions, as well as have knowledge for situations that might not even have been a question, had the book not bought up the topic.  I remember browsing Indigo for a solid 20 minutes in the pre-teen section, overwhelmed by the sheer amount of options in this category. I didn’t want to get a book that would overwhelm HIM, but I didn’t want to get a book that left out important details that I wouldn’t have answers to. I wanted him to be prepared, but not scared, confident but not loose all innocence. I think the one mistake I made, was that I gave it to him a little to early. We read it together to start, which was something I offered and he liked the idea of bonding through “story” (oh kids, so naive), but we stopped after the first maybe 2 chapters, because things just weren’t applicable to him and he was loosing interest at the time.

Fast forward to a couple weeks ago, when he was organizing his books one day and decided that because he’s 8 now, the things would apply more. One thing he had learned in those 2 chapters was that puberty can start anywhere between ages 8-12 lol. Anyways we started from the beginning again, stopping often to discuss more things, since he now had more questions and him interjecting where his life experiences now applied.

I learned all about how he’s already experienced erections (something I already assumed based on the sounds I hear coming from his room), as well as how he thinks his “pits” stink.

On the one hand, I’m glad he’s comfortable talking to me about EVERYTHING so easily. On the other hand, as a mother, I wish I never had to know certain things about my own sons body.

EVER.

But I had to also be mature about it. So when he asked what was an erection and we read about it, and he exclaimed “Oh I’ve had that when it gets strong and hard and stands up, and then you just have to wait until it goes back down”? I had to say yes without asking for any more information, and that of course every guy gets them. But then of course the book starts discussing wet dreams, which Little E didn’t quite understand, so I don’t think he’s experienced yet. I tried to explain more so that when he does potentially have one, he’s not embarrassed, and at least has an understanding of what’s happening to his body. Well, that, and he’ll know how to clean it up by himself lol.

So now he’s announced that he’s discovered hair “down there” as he puts it. And I’m just like “Oh good for you” “You’re growing up now” “That’s exciting” “Just like the book said” “Yeah, and now we know it’ll be in coming soon in so many other places too” “How do you feel”

I need to grow up.

In any case, I think now at 8 years old, Little E is more than ready for the book on puberty. It’s me at 30 who’s too immature.


-2Pac, Thug Life, Outlawz/M.O.B.-

It’s Raining Men! Hallelujah! It’s Raining Men! Amen! I’m Gonna Go Out To Run And Let Myself Get Absolutely Soaking Wet

Yesterday I was driving the kids to daycare and we were listening to the radio as per usual, when Little E asked how do “they” know what the weather is going to be?

OOOOOKKKKKAAAAAYYYYYYY!

I honestly have tried to figure this out so many times. I mean I get the general idea of wind patterns and cloud coverage etc. But honestly, how do “they” KNOW, that the wind just won’t fucking change!!!! Or more clouds just won’t accumulate? Or the sun won’t just shine harder lol. Or basically any million occurrences that could happen that could change the predictions? Like honest to goodness, how can “they” know?

So I outright told little E that. I told him I think they make predictions based on wind patterns and cloud movement etc but it’s a question that I haven’t quite figured out the answer to, so maybe he could ask his grandpa.

When I said I didn’t know the answer, I saw his eye’s twinkle in the rear-view mirror. As any kid’s would when they realize their parents don’t know everything for the first time. But I continued by saying, that like I had told him before, I would always be honest with him and never lie to him just to seem like I know the answer. Therefore, everything I’ve told him up to now, and in the future, has been and will always be the truth to the best of my knowledge. And if I don’t have the knowledge, I’ll point him in the right direction.

Now he knows that he can trust what I say. He knows that I won’t make up something “just because,” and I could see his mind going and thinking back over things I’d probably told him that he might not have believed, but now he knew he could trust me.

Last night, and all today? It was like he was a whole new boy. I’m not sure exactly what doubts he had in his mind,  but that conversation changed something in him. He’s become happier, more confident and just overall more satisfied with life it seems. I’m glad that what ever was bothering him is gone now… annoyed that it was there in the first place, but beggars can’t be choosers.

Anyways, as far as weather, I’m going to set Little E up with my dad to see if he can learn a few things about it. My dad is a plethora of knowledge when it comes to that stuff. None of it rubbed off on me apparently, but that wasn’t for a lack of trying on his part.

When I was in grade 5, my dad volunteered to organize a whole field trip for my class while we were doing our unit on aerodynamics and somehow I remember clouds being involved in that (see how little I care about the sky lol). So, he arranged for our class to go down to the municipal airport and see the airplanes there. We all had a chance to sit in the plane and play with the controls a bit, while he explained about the wings and lift and drag and all that airplaney stuff. I really wasn’t paying attention. One, because it was my dad and I’d heard him talk about it a thousand times at the dinner table (and car rides and bed time and just about all the time was airplane time), and two because it was my dad and everyone kept looking at me funny because my dad was the teacher for the day. Then at the end of the field trip, he took my teacher for a quick flight in a 2 seater plane which everyone thought was amazing. I was seriously thinking, I did this with him like 2 months ago for a Saturday afternoon for fun so it wasn’t that special, but ok, whatever tickles your fancy. And then back to school we went.

So, I think he’s a much better candidate for teaching Little E about weather and clouds and the air and sky and all that jazz. As for me? I probably still have no clue how it works because I was too embarrassed that my dad was leading the field trip to properly learn about cloud formations to pass any knowledge on to Little E.

Maybe that’s why knowledge skips a generation lol.

***After thought*** I normally write my posts and then pick a song/title that suits it. So after choosing this one, it reminded me how just tonight my kids facetimed my parents and when I answered my dad asked if I was going on a date. I was caught off guard, like what?? Why? He’s like your wearing lipstick. lol Omg, dad, I’ve been wearing it all day at work. Trust me. I have no date life. I’m literally in my pajama’s, and as we’ve discussed before, have literally NEVER BEEN ON A PROPER FUCKING DATE!!!!!!! So no dad. I don’t have a date tonight. But thanks for asking and reminding me of that very painful and annoying fact. Appreciate it.


-The Weather Girls/It’s Raining Men-