For my choosing wellness class, I had to write about my first experience with sex and my feelings. I thought I would share my story with the blogger community!!
Enjoy....
Growing up there was a specific pop-up book that I always remembered playing with. One day it disappeared. A couple years later the book finally surfaced. It was the day of my tenth birthday. The day before my birthday, my mom took me shopping for a “big girl” outfit. On February 20, 1995, my mother and I celebrated my first double digit birthday. We got all dressed up, painted our nails, curled our hair, and I was even allowed to put on a little bit of makeup.
Mom and I got in the car and she drove us all the way down to the Red Lobster in the next town. When we pulled into our parking space at the Red Lobster, mom rolled down the windows and turned off the car. She turned to me and began to explain what a big day this was and how exciting it is. She then pulled out the famous pop-up book that had been missing in action for so long. As she handed the book to me she told me, now that I am a big girl, I should know where babies come from. All of a sudden this amazing book turned into something much, much more…
As mom went on to explain the “birds and the bees”, I think I wanted to sink further and further into the car seat. She gingerly flipped each page over, explaining in detail what was taking place. At the end of our time, she gave me my present. It was a promise ring. She asked me to wait until marriage and until I found the person I fell in love with. She told me if I ever had any questions or was curious about anything that I could ask her. I wore that ring until I was 18 years old.
After our little powwow, we marched into Red Lobster. Mom told me since I was a big girl I was allowed to try crab legs for the first time. When our order came to the table and I then began to learn how to properly break and eat the legs. I wish this food experience was a bit more enjoyable. After hearing the story about where babies came from and then having to snap and pull out the meat from the legs, made me want to yak.
For years, after that day I was unable to eat crab legs. I think I associated that graphic story with the work of cracking the legs. Do not get me wrong. I believe my mom did a standout job telling me, at 10 years of age about the reproduction system of humans and how babies are conceived. That day I was embarrassed from the lesson I had learned, but as an adult I treasure relationships. Having mom explain to me the intimate relations of a man and a woman, made me respect sexual moments with the person I love. Unfortunately, I did not wait till I was married, but I did wait until I was an adult. I made a decision to engage in my first experience of intercourse with my best friend. Now that I am older I respect my body and I have made a point to understand how it ticks. I take pride in my cleanliness and that I practice safe sex.
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