A few weeks ago I was putting my five-year old daughter, Madison, to bed and she started asking me a series of questions. We ended up having a very pleasant and enlightening conversation that sparked a new bedtime tradition: the question game. It basically entails her getting to ask one question each weeknight and two on the weekends about any topic she chooses. If her dad or I don’t know the answer we go look it up on the iPad, which she loves, so she is always disappointed when she can’t stump us. I actually enjoy this game because it gives me insight into that mind of hers, which often can’t remember what she did at school that very day. The other night, I had to work late but promised her I’d stop in to say goodnight when I got home. It was well after 9:00 so I was surprised to see she was still up. I guess she wanted to make sure I stayed true to my word. We chatted for a few minutes and as I was about to leave she said, “Mommy, can I ask you just one question?” Although it was late, I felt guilty for not getting to spend a lot of time with her so I agreed. Usually she wants to know about rainbows and flowers, so I was not at all prepared for the words that came out of her mouth.
“Mommy, where do babies come from?”
It was the dreaded question that I thought I wouldn’t have to deal with for at least a few more years. I tried to evade the topic by saying that a baby grows in a mommy’s tummy. Her response, “I know that, but how does it get there?” In my tired and hungry state, I couldn’t think of a clever response. I figured when the time came to discuss the birds and the bees I could just google it to see what would be an appropriate response. I had done no such research. And then it hit me: a brilliant response. Babies come from love. She seemed satisfied for a minute, and then wanted to know how. I told her it was late and we’d talk more in the morning. Luckily, she forgot about it. But I since haven’t. After that wake-up call I went online to learn more about how to talk to you kids about sex. What they did before the Internet I’ll never know. I discovered that most sites are geared toward parents of older children, naturally. I did find one article that I thought got straight to the point, but I really hope I don’t have to talk to my daughter about mine or my husband’s anatomy any time soon. Yes, it’s true that love conquers all, or at least helps on the way there.