Were you given sex knowledge by your parents?

 

My mother was very open with my sister and I when we started asking questions. I was about 6 when my older sister came home from school one day and enlightened me on what she had learned in class…how we get babies in us. I remember thinking ‘Eew…no way. That has got to be wrong.’ After a little arguing we went to Mom. To my surprise she affirmed what my sister was telling me was true. It seems it was a few days later when my sister brought her test book home, the one having the cross section illustrations of boy parts and our girl parts. Again…back to Mom.

Even though my sister had learned some in her class it was all new to me. Mom sat us both down and we received a pretty in depth lesson that I remember lasting a good hour or so, and despite how young I was at the time I do remember it quite vividly. Using the illustrations from the text book she briefly explained the boy parts and what they do. Then she moved to the illustration of our girl parts. She began by showing us which part is our vagina and the opening between our legs is the entrance, and explaining it is our vagina where we would be taking our husband’s penis inside us. She went on to explain that after being inside us for a while our husband would eventually squirt his sperm into us, and that is the stuff that puts a baby in us.

She went on pointing out our other parts and explaining their purpose. She explained how each month one of our ovaries would release an egg to begin its journey to our uterus while our husband’s sperm is making its way further up into us from our vagina to find our egg and fertilize it.

We were full of questions. How is our husband’s penis going to fit in our little opening? How much does it hurt when he puts his penis in us? How many times do we have to do this to get a baby in us? She answered our questions as best she could. She also assured us that we would find the act of having a baby put in us quite pleasurable.

I look back on it now and it’s kind of funny how she always stressed ‘our husband’. At that naïve age it never donned on me how it could possibly be anyone other than my husband putting our babies in me.

Even after our discussion I still felt it somewhat disgusting about how we get babies in us and very skeptical how I could possibly find it pleasurable. Fortunately as I neared puberty and my hormones were coming alive my mind did a complete 180. I was anxiously looking forward to what I was going to get to experience as a woman.