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How vividly I remember that day back in the late 1960s,
the day my mother presented me with a mysterious lime
green cardboard box.
Roughly the size of a typewriter, the box was
plain, except for the top, which had a dreamy sketch of a
young girl brushing her hair in front of a mirror.
Neatly arranged
inside the box were a dozen bulky sanitary pads and a
white elastic belt with little metal loops. Also tucked
away in the box was a booklet titled, "Your Changing
Body," which contained advice about hygiene, a basic
explanation of menstruation as well as sketches of the
internal female reproductive system.
“You’re
going to be needing these soon," my mother said,
handing me the box. It
was pretty much all she said, although she did recommend
that I read the book thoroughly.
This low-key approach
to teaching me about menstruation was certainly an
improvement over the way in which my Depression-era mother
learned about it herself.
After discovering
blood in her underwear, my then 13-year-old mother
immediately raced off in tears to her older sister. Poor
thing was convinced she was dying.
Upon finding out the
truth, my mother was then subject to rinsing out
blood-soaked rags in metal buckets each month down in the
musty cellar of their humble home. This is what coming of
age meant to her and other young women in the 1930s.
Menstruation was certainly not a subject openly
discussed. It
was a shameful matter best kept hidden, preferably in the
basement.
Flash forward to the
present, the early days of the 21st century.
It’s time to have a
talk with my elder daughter, Katharina, age 9.
When she was a babe in arms, I promised myself
I’d be open with her and respond honestly to her
questions.
Although she has been
aware that women bleed each month, (heaven knows how many
times she’s seen me racing off to the linen closet for
tampons over the years) she is not fully aware of the
particulars.
When it came time to
launch a series of what I hope will be ongoing talks about
the physical and emotional changes she is about to
experience, I did what I do best.
I thoroughly researched the topic and came back
with a bag full of books. I discovered quite an assortment
on the topic, some aimed at the child herself, other books
targeted to mothers.
A far cry from the
flowery and sometimes oblique pamphlets produced in the
1950s and 60s by the feminine hygiene companies, the
contemporary books I unearthed are frank, funny and highly
informative. Most cover related topics as well, not just
monthly bleeding and reproductive basics.
One book even
broaches the ultimate embarrassing situation for a young
girl: You are
about to pay for a box of tampons in the drug store, and
realize, to your horror, that the cashier is a boy you
know from school! What
ever do you do?
What follows is a
sampling of the better books I’ve discovered.
By no means do these choices represent all that is
available for girls or their parents. But these are a good
start, and have been immensely helpful for me.
"Before she Gets
her Period: Talking with your Daughter about Menstruation:
by Jessica Gilloly. The author is a marriage, family and
child counselor whose objective is to help parents assess
their own feelings, and start a meaningful dialogue with
their own daughters.
One chapter begins
with a simple writing exercise for the mothers, "Can
you remember your first period?" Many women find it
difficult to write their own stories, mainly because they
thought their experiences were terribly important.
The book also
contains eye-opening vignettes from young girls themselves
on their early experience. Most thought-provoking for me
was the chapter on how our culture shapes our experience.
This includes a list of society’s unwritten rules on
menstruation, such as never let males know when you are
menstruating, call materials used to catch the flow,
"sanitary supplies," and imply that women who
use them are dirty.
"Sweet Secrets:
Stories of Menstruation" by Kathleen O’Grady and
Paula Wansbrough. A clever blend of biological and
cultural facts presented in an amusing manner, this
Canadian book is a gem.
I especially liked
the chapter on Celebrations, which offers tidbits from
around the world (for example: the Kwakiutl of the Pacific
Northwest use menstrual blood as a way of protecting
themselves from evil forces) as well as suggestions for
girls to celebrate their own "sweet secret."
Ideas include simple
things like getting something special for yourself the day
you have your first period, or wearing something red on
the first day of your period each month.
"Growing Up,
It’s a Girl Thing: Straight Talk about First Bras, First
Periods and Your Changing Body," by Mavis Jukes.
This very practical,
yet funny book is aimed at the girls themselves and
addresses everything from selecting a first bra to
choosing the right kind of menstrual protection, i.e. pads
vs. tampons, and even discusses what to do if you get your
period when you’re away from home.
No need for a girl to
read straight through, as the book is broken into
palatable chunks and sprinkled with light, pleasant
graphics.
"It’s my
Body," a chapter on abuse, urges young readers to
trust their feelings, and tell a responsible adult if they
sense that something is wrong, or that another adult is
trying to do something that is inappropriate. It even
offers the toll-free number for Child Help USA Hotline.
"The Period
Book: Everything You Don’t Want to Ask (But need to
know)" by
Karen and Jennifer Gravelle.
To get a better idea
of what girls want to know about their periods, the author
wisely collaborated with her 15-year-old niece on this
book. The result is a down-to-earth collection of
questions, answers and sympathetic, yet cartoon-like
illustrations.
“Is this
normal?" a chapter on physical changes, has amusing
sketches of girls with very different body shapes and
addresses the variations a girl is likely to see among her
peers.
There’s advice on
first visits to the gynecologist, PMS, skin care,
"weird emotions," and cramps. I can’t imagine a young girl reading this and not feeling
reassured.
I only wish books
like these were available when I was a pre-teen and hungry
for advice.
Note:
A version of this story originally appeared in
BookWomen – “a reader’s community for those who love
women’s words,” which is published six times a year by
the Center for Feminist Reading, Minnesota Women’s
Press. You
can visit their web site at:
www.womenspress.com
Janet
Mazur is a freelance writer and editor whose work has
appeared in newspapers and magazines in the USA, Australia
and in England. She lives in coastal New Jersey with her
husband, Kurt Cavano, and their two daughters, Katharina,
9, and Julianna, 5. She
is a member of the NAMC’s board
of trustees,
and has been a member of
the Mothers Center of Monmouth County, New Jersey
for the last nine years.
Janet welcomes your comments. Email: feedback@liwomen.com
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