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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It can be difficult to feel like you are one of the only girls in your grade that hasn’t started her period or hasn’t seemed to ‘blossom’ yet.  If you are what might be called a ‘late bloomer’ (I know, awkward term) it is normal to feel anxiety and worry that you are different, or that something is wrong with you!

Why-haven't-I-started-my-period and where are my boobsBut the best thing to do is put your worries aside – and realize that when it comes to puberty, there is no such thing as ‘normal!’  (Heck, you might even consider yourself lucky.)

Some girls start menstruating at the age of 8 or 9.  Others may not start their periods until they are 15 or even 16.  Some factors that can delay your first period are EXTREME exercise (meaning several times a week for several hours per day) and a diet that is lacking in vitamins and minerals.

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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… »

Public. Restrooms. I’m sure just saying those two words brings about a number of images and memories, and most of them are probably not the most pleasant! Public restrooms can be dirty, smelly, and just plain gross.

One of the “ewww” factors for public restrooms can be the improper disposal of feminine care items. Sometimes they are thrown on the floor; other times they are not wrapped up before depositing in the receptacle, if there is even one to be found. Often times, the receptacle itself is soiled from previous use, making it unsanitary to touch. And as the puberty age steadily drops, many elementary school restrooms that would benefit from a receptacle don’t have one. 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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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… »

As a late bloomer (later than pretty much all my friends), I was more than “prepared” for my first period. Having a great relationship with my mom and 2 older sisters, I knew what to look for when my monthly visitor arrived. Though my period arrived later for me than my friends I very much appreciated that. While friends were changing tampons or sanitary napkins, I was still riding bikes and having fun. Not to say your period should end your childhood, it just changes the dynamic. Fortunately I learned from friends, mom & sisters, so when my menstrual cycle finally arrived, I was ready.

Know what to look for, ask your mom or sisters and do not be shy or embarrassed when it arrives. It is completely natural. Moms please talk with your daughters and leave that door open. So whether it is period talk, boy talk, physical (body) changes or problems at school, let them know that no matter what, you are there for them! Be the friend you always wished you had.

By Vanessa Scott

 

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