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so my lil freakout concerning my body made me call my mommy. i asked her if she had a history of stuff like this, my sister, etc. she asks me if i'm still on the pill. when i tell her no, (i'd rather not put crap in my body if i don't hafta) she asks, 'so, what do you use, condoms?' this started a whole conversation about birth control, and options i might want to consider (IUD, patch, pill, you get the idea.) i have never felt more grown up in my life. i had a normal, mature converstation with my mother about birth control! and i wasn't nervous, afraid, or anything. wow. tuff tells me the only converstation he ever had with his dad regarding safe sex and whatnot was his dad saying 'just because a girl looks clean doesn't mean she is.'
i realized that my mom at my age (28) had been married for 4 years, already had two kids, had her tubes tied, was considering divorce, and within 8 months was going to have a hysterectomy. such a different life i lead.
i realized that my mom at my age (28) had been married for 4 years, already had two kids, had her tubes tied, was considering divorce, and within 8 months was going to have a hysterectomy. such a different life i lead.