Parents Are Throwing First Period Parties For Daughters, I Wish I Had One.
Celebrating the first time aunt Flo visits has become a thing. Parents are throwing first period parties for daughters and I wish I had one.
I remember being fourteen and being the only one of my solid six-girl-strong teen-lady-gang who hadn’t yet gotten her period. I wanted it so badly, even more than I wanted a pair of thrift-shop, purple Levi flared jeans or to make out with River Phoenix. (yes, I’m that old).
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Parents Are Throwing First Period Parties For Daughters
All of my peers were developing breasts and hips, thus attracting all of the cute, blonde curtain-hairstyled, blue-eyed boys that I wanted to notice me. I was a skinny, scrawny, clueless kid with mismatched socks who dreamt of the day that I’d wake up covered in blood so that I could feel like a ‘real woman.’
I’m sure every girl on the planet remembers the time that they got their first period. I do not doubt that each and every experience was traumatic. Mine SUCKED. I had spent the weekend at my Dad’s house and woke up on a Sunday morning with blood on my sheets. I was absolutely mortified. So, like any mortified fourteen-year-old, I gathered up the sheets, squished them into my weekend bag, stuffed some toilet paper in my underwear and went home to my Mom’s house. It was empty — void of people, pads, and paracetamol.
I never uttered a word to anyone, I found some of my Mom’s super plus tampons, and after an hour of struggling to insert this strange object inside me, I grabbed a jar of vaseline and way hay, everything worked out ok. Oh, the shame.
That was my first menstruation experience. Oh boy, how times have changed. Parents are now celebrating their daughters’ first periods by not only educating them and addressing them but by throwing period parties!
Apperantly, this is not actually a new trend but one that’s become more and more popular. Parents are celebrating their daughter’s arrival into ‘womanhood’ by throwing parties with red velvet cakes decorated with red flowers and an inscription that says something mortifying like “Julie’s First Menstruation.” The food might is red, the drinks are red, and the guests might are dressed in red. If you ask me, it’s like something out of a Stephen King novel. Yet I can’t look away.
It all sounds absolutely mortifying, but, do you know what these girls have that I didn’t have? Supportive, open minded, proud parents. Instead of shamefully hiding their first menstruation experience, these girls get to hold their head up high and be damn proud of their body.