Oh no no no no no. These were the words that came out of my child’s mouth after having the “woman talk.” But she absorbed. Had a few questions. And I survived. We mostly talked about being a woman and changes. Her cousin came to visit, and had just had the changes. There were so many questions from my daughter. What’s in the special bag in the bathroom? Why does she look so different. Finally the night before my daughter’s 9th birthday, we talked. There’s really no glorious book out there or way to say it. You just rip it off like a bandaid. But it’s nothing to be ashamed…