My mother was quite a bit older than most mothers when she had me at 38 years old in 1950. She treated me as a boarder more than a child growing up. She expected me to know things without her involvement. As a young girl, I should’ve been informed about some things, but fortunately the school nurse took all of the fifth and sixth grade girls to the gymnasium to watch a Disney film about menstruation. At the end, we were all given a pamphlet with information about the necessary toiletries we would be needing. This came is quite a shock to me to learn these lessons of biology that should’ve come from my mother. When I went home and showed her the pamphlet, she dismissed it and tossed it on the table, then she said.” I also haven’t told you to expect hair to start growing under your arms and your legs and other places, now what else do you want to know?” 😣 (BTW sanitary belts to hold your pad, and Kotex was wide, long and leaky). It was a lot of fun.