Your daughter has started her period.  Now, in the same place where the little girl with bows in her hair stood – is a pseudo woman.  It can be bittersweet to realize just how fast your daughter is growing up.  As a parent, it is extremely important to welcome the changes and to help your daughter transition into womanhood feeling accepted and loved.I don't want to grow up

It is also important to try and take a step back and realize what your daughter may be feeling.  For so many girls, the onset of menstruation comes seemingly too early in life.  Suddenly, they are dealing with extremely ‘adult’ things such as picking out bras and handling periods during a time in their life when they were perfectly comfortable dressing up Barbies and playing outside.  In your daughter’s mind, the start of her periods alerts her to the fact that she is in fact growing up.  And this realization can be both welcome and frightening for a young girl.

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So Many Names & Perspectives
No matter what you call it — Dot, Tom (time of the month), Cousin Ruby, Aunt Flo, Period, or even the old phrase “on the rag,” – it is still menstruation.  If you are a woman, live with women, have daughters or sisters, work or interact in some way with females – chances are good that you are somewhat familiar with the basic details of the menstrual cycle.

Despite countless opportunities for learning about this incredible, natural and normal occurrence, many women of all ages – especially adolescents – are ashamed of it or find it awkward and embarrassing.  The time has come for us to speak up and end any lingering traces of old societal menstrual taboos.

The best way to embrace menstruation –your own periods, your daughter’s periods, or those of your partner or loved one – is to deepen your understanding by learning the basic facts.  Without this foundation anything seems plausible, especially the common cultural perspectives that offer negative and/or medicalized views.

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I was a late bloomer. At 15 years old, I had gotten breasts and was fairly tall, but I still hadn’t hit menarche. I was beginning to think I was infertile, and I would always clam up around girls at the lunch table talking about period woes. I was also jealous that I didn’t have that excuse to get out of swim class! I always thought I would wake up one morning, see the blood as I stepped into the shower, and look at myself in the mirror, feeling like a true woman. Instead, I got it in global history class the year I turned 15. I’d simply gone to the bathroom and saw a very small amount of blood. As excited as I was, I couldn’t show it. I didn’t want my young, attractive male history teacher to know! I stuffed a wad of toilet paper between my legs and ran back to class, unable to concentrate on anything else. I got home and got a lot more fanfare from my mother than expected. She took us all out to my favorite restaurant in my honor.

by Edyta Sloane

 

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by Nicole Jardim

Fat - Why we need itWhen I was younger I tried a different diet almost every week.  No surprise really, I was a teenager in the 90′s – the decade of low-fat/no-fat foods.  Remember Snackwells? Yeah, I was all over those things!  When I was about 15 I read that one should not consume more than 25 grams of fat a day, and just like that, fat became the enemy to be avoided at all costs!  For years I would constantly aim for as little fat as possible, always trying to stay as far under 25 grams as I could.

Fast forward to my early 20′s. I started to develop some MAJOR health issues that I could not figure out!  I was constantly sick, had achy joints, my digestion had gone from bad to worse and my menstrual health was a disaster. I went to countless doctors but all the tests came back normal. According to the docs I was fine. However, I was not feeling fine. It’s not like I was lying in a hospital bed but I felt unhealthy even though I kept being told that I was okay. In addition to my major issues, my skin and eyes were dry and my hair and nails were a brittle mess. No matter how much water I drank I still felt dehydrated and it seemed that the food I was eating wasn’t being absorbed.

Let’s just say that this period in my life served as my wake-up call. Since that time I’ve cleaned up my diet and lifestyle significantly. I kicked the processed junk-food habit and starting eating a LOT more veggies and whole grains. But fat?  Sure I’d cook with olive oil and eat avocados once in awhile but that was the extent of it.

Two and a half years ago I was introduced to Sally Fallon (author of Nourishing Traditions and founder of the Weston A. Price foundation) through The Institute for Integrative Nutrition. Her presentation totally changed my perspective on fat. READ MORE… »

When does it start?
The majority of girls will experience breast development in elementary school.  While some will begin as soon as 1st grade, most girls are a bit older (8-12 years old).  The initial breast development, often called budding, is typically the first sign of puberty.

 

What should we expect?
Not only will things begin to look different, they also will feel different too.  Breast buds often begin as hard knots below the surface. The nipple and the darker area around the nipple, known as the areola, get darker and begin to poke out a bit creating a bump.  While one may appear before the other, it is only a matter of weeks or months until the second arrives.  Early on, it is also common for them to feel tender and/or itchy.

 

When do we shop for her first bra?
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Growing up I was the first to mature. I remember being teased in school because I wore a bra. My mom was a single mother and I was alone a lot. I had a good friend and her mom was always home. They were a very open family. It helped that when I was going through my first stages of puberty my friend welcomed a baby brother into her family. We asked numerous questions and she answered them wholeheartedly.

So when I experienced my first period my mother didn’t know. I told my friend and we put the pieces together. I borrowed pads from my mom, but she never mentioned they were gone.

About a year later she sat me down to have the talk because our school was going to be doing a “your body” talk and she didn’t want me to be surprised. When I told her I knew and had already started my period she looked shocked, but relieved too. We never mentioned it again.

By BoulderMoms

 

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As Earth Day approaches many of us start to think about becoming more “green.” But what does “green” mean? (and we’re not talking color!) Definition of GREEN (per Merriam-Webster): a: relating to or being an environmentalist political movement b : concerned with or supporting environmentalism c : tending to preserve environmental quality (as by being recyclable, biodegradable, or nonpolluting) 5 ways to make your period greenThat said, where does this leave you? There are so many ways to be “green” or “eco friendly.” You can buy organic produce (free from chemicals & pesticides), you can use cloth shopping bags instead of paper or plastic, you can choose to ride a bike or walk instead of taking the car, and the list goes on…But have you thought about making your periods “green?” Why not? Did you know the average woman uses an estimated 16,000 menstrual products in her lifetime? Think of the amount of waste that creates. Now times that by like… EVERY WOMAN on the PLANET! Disgusting! And it gets worse, most traditional pads and panty liners are made from 90% plastic. How long do you think that will take to decompose? Horrifying! You may be wondering, “How on earth do you make your period green?” We don’t want to bombard you with a lengthy list so here’s a few ideas you might try. It includes both disposable and reusable options. READ MORE… »
For many young girls, one of the most deeply rooted menstruation fears is to rise up from their desk at school only to have accidentally leaked all over their clothes – for everyone in their class to see. While this fear is diminished with time and experience, it is an absolutely normal and natural feeling for most girls who are menstruating to worry while they are at school. READ MORE… »

by Mehgan Abdelmassih

While riding on the N train last month, I noticed those damned, lower-back cramps signaling to me that my visitor arrived three weeks too early.

I was not prepared, if you know what I mean.

Fordhams Menstrual MysteryIt always seems that on the day where I change-up my choice of handbag, I seem to grab the one missing my emergency kit.

I arrived to Fordham (a New York University) with a half hour to kill before class. I went to the bathroom with my loose change, ready to purchase a tampon from a dispenser. To my astonishment, I discovered that no such dispenser existed.

I ran through the stairwells searching all floors for tampon dispensers. I realized that our beloved campus was not equipped with the ammo needed to combat the red scare.

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My first period story takes place in the summer of 1964. I was a bubbly, active thirteen-year-old who was excited for the many summer activities of camping, swimming and picnics by the lake my family had planned. With the sun on my heels and warm wind in my hair, I knew this summer would be special.

divacup founderBut I didn’t realize it would be special in “that” kind of way…

I remember the day like yesterday, and rightly so, without it The DivaCup would never be the success it is today.

We had just moved to a growing neighborhood that had lots of kids. I was growing up with three brothers and I was a tomboy at heart. The freedom we had in those days was fantastic as we were outdoors from morning to night.

When I got my first period it was something I was not prepared for at all! I did not know too much about the menstrual cycle, had no access to the type of sustainable menstrual products we see today and the disposable products that were available in the 1960s were bulky, uncomfortable and messy.

On this “special” warm summer day, my family and I were just about to head out for a family picnic by the lake when, it happened. In a bit of a panic, I asked my mom about the blood in my underwear and she told me not to worry, it was just my period. She also told me that I would have to stay home and rest because young girls aren’t allowed to swim when they have their period. READ MORE… »