Did your parents or a book first teach you about how babies were made?

LadyEmeraude

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The initial talk about the birds and bees was from my mother at the age of 9, and also a good basic book explaining things further.
 

sorry, I thought first topic did not post, so I posted this second one, how do I delete it?
 
How did I learn about the birds and the bees? My parents or a book? It was Jeffery. I was about 11 and Jeffery, a schoolmate, clued me in. I wasn't too sure about Jeffery's facts. So, when I got home, my mom was washing dishes. I asked her how a woman got a baby. She dropped a plate on the floor. Like many of our politicians, she didn't "confirm or deny" much.
Besides I had already figured it out. We were made in a mold.
 
My early introduction was through viewing pictures of naked pygmies in National Geographic magazines passed surreptitiously from boy to boy in elementary school. Peers educated peers in such matters as well back then, with much misinformation sprinkled in. Occasionally a boy would purloin a copy of Playboy, and exhibit it in school restrooms.

Finally when I was in upper primary, my father gave me a second hand introductory human biology book that had chapters on anatomy and reproduction, together with pictures of unclothed people with various genetic syndromes and diseases. That both educated and repelled me, which may have been the parental intent…. 🙀
 
I don't recall the specifics but my Mother said something like 'when a man and a woman love each other very much and they get married then they have a baby'. Nothing about the mechanics of it. And to top it off, I was went to strict Catholic schools and they didn't offer sex ed.
 
I was a very inquisitive kid. One day, I came out and asked my dad when I was 6 years old. He said we will talk about it after dinner. I think I had nightmares that night thinking about how babies were made. Just kidding, of course, but it was a moment I never forgot.
 
Actually, it was the eye opening Sunday drives to the farming country 🤣🤣🤣

From memory, about age 4... Seeing cows, pigs, horses, then closer at home, cats and dogs. Just watching in awe and thankfully gramps would put it in proper wording.

By the time something showed up around teenage years, the very medically inclined women that were left around said: "The troublesome years and decades are now upon us..." Charming load of 💩

On my 13th birthday, one gift was a book on babies. Unbeknownst, I'd already visited the library (how very Hermione Granger, currently watching HP lol) and had found answers to unanswered questions.

So viewing the process on farms via the animal world and then the proper encyclopaedias from library.

Later on in life when married and pregnant, once again, someone clammed up and found great books at store. My bestest one with all my notes which I'd planned to pass on to daughter one day, was stolen by neighbours kids. Darn it...
 

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