God Lord, where have I BEEN? I am not quite sure where the time goes anymore. Tell me it gets better....please?
So a lot has happened over the last week. But honestly? I can't remember any of it. Except tonight.
Tonight, I told Elizabeth WHERE BABIES COME FROM. That's where the GAH! title came from.
Our decision to tell her was based on a couple of things. First, at her doctor's appointment last month, the doctor mentioned periods and breasts. Breasts? Not a big deal. She already knew about those. Periods? GAH! News to her. Of course, she asked "what?", so I told her. Also, I was afraid that she would go to school in the fall and some kid on the playground would blab about it. Rather than have her hear a bunch of incorrect information, we figured we (and of course by "we", I mean "me") should just tell her.
So, with the help of a book, it happened.
It went pretty well, actually. I did not act embarassed or ashamed (and surprisingly didn't even feel that way), and made sure that I menioned being married and being in love as part of the process. She seemed OK with it all - curious, but not horrified (I'm sure that will come later). She didn't ask any questions, although I asked if she had any and I told her she could ask me whatever she wanted whenever she wanted to. I also asked her to let me be the one to tell her sister - I told her Alexandra was still too young to learn about that stuff and when she was old enough, I wanted to be the one to tell her.
So that's that. One of life's more horrifying moments, DONE! And it was not horrifying at all.