My parents were terrified of the word
sex! I grew up in a home where it wasn’t really appropriate to show affection
to each other or to ever talk about something as sinful as sex. I think my
parents were trying to instill the sacredness of sexual intimacy, which should
be commended, however, not talking about it created some real issues for me and
probably my siblings.
For one I felt a sense of curiosity
about sex and didn’t have a good place to go for answers. Being the independent
person that I was and still am, I looked for the answers to my questions in a
fairly reliable but not great source. I turned to my neighbors Encyclopedia. I
am showing my age here because I would be willing to guess that many younger
than me have never even heard of an Encyclopedia – that is until they see the Friends
rerun where Joey purchases the volume V. At least I am able to show my age and
thankfully my inquiry didn’t turn to the Internet where I would have found
potentially a lot more than just an answer to what sex was.
The second thing it did was instill a
feeling of grossness about sexual intimacy. My parents weren’t there to talk
about the good aspects of sex, the beautiful parts of sharing something so
deeply with only one other person. I felt dirty after I got married. I didn’t
understand how something so nasty and disgusting could suddenly turn great and
okay after just simply saying “I do.” I had a hard time talking to my spouse
about my feelings and didn’t feel that we should talk about sex.
In The Twain Shall Be One:
Thoughts on Intimacy in Marriage by Brent A. Barlow he counsels that
“talking about this intimate relationship – including the emotional feelings
that attend it – can go a long way in strengthening a marriage.”
Please parents – talk to your kids
about sex! We live in an age where they will find the answers to their
questions and not as innocently as I did. The encyclopedia was pretty medical
about the whole thing. Help your children know that it’s okay and something
that they should talk about with their parents, and their spouse. I want my
children to know that any question they have can be brought to me. I want them
to know that I won’t be uncomfortable talking to them about it and will answer
their questions as honestly as I know how.
My seven-year-old daughter asked me
how a baby gets into the mommy’s tummy before heading off to school one
morning. While this would have petrified my own mother I was grateful for the
belief that children’s questions should be answered honestly, without
embarrassment and should be appropriate for their age. We talked about eggs,
sperm, and cells dividing to make a human. She didn’t have any other questions
and when recounting the story that night said she didn’t even really remember
what I had told her. But hopefully she remembers that we as her parents are the
ones to turn to when needing answers to questions about sex and intimacy.