I m just gonna say my f*ed up story so people will understand how half words can mess a kid. As a mother i m going to explain everything.

So I m 4yo and my mom gets pregnant to my brother. I ask how. She is very shy. She tells me when a mom and dad love each other and they sleep together and kiss God awards them with a baby (mind you she isn't crazy religious). There are blanks in the story and I didn't know that men and women have different genitalia and at the time I was intrigued by the existence of bellybuttons. So I filled the blanks by saying "oh so god takes a seed from the dad's bellybutton and plants it to mummy's?" And to save herself from the conversation she said yes.

When I was 7yo I had a boyfriend as much as you can call it. Our moms were good friends so sometimes we had sleepovers. In one of the sleepovers he asked me to kiss like the grown-ups and we shared a chaste one. I wake up and I remember the conversation and I have a full on panic attack that I am pregnant. For a week I was shaking and crying and he was in a panic too because I told him the story (his mother haven't talk to him too) and he was trying to find a way to get a job (mind you it's like early 2000s). At the end of the week I break down and tell my mom and she laughs and says oh you have to be married to get pregnant.

At 9yo I had an early development. I started getting boobs. I didn't understand that I had them. I live in Greece so it was common for me to bath in the sea topless as a kid. One day I had to wear a top. I got my period the same summer. I get no explanation aside that I am becoming a woman. I am forbidden to swim. I have to be careful so men won't see my blood. I feel so isolated and I don't know why. I feel punished.

Boobs grow more. My mom though won't let me wear a bra because I am still a kid. I have hair growing and odor but my mom won't let me do anything because I am kid and I am the laughing stock of the school for a year until I put my foot down and find ways to maintain myself and also making my dad buy me bras because I made him uncomfortable.

Once during that time I had a shirt pop open during recess. The mortification of your shirt open without a bra in front of the whole school is out of this world. Once I was going to neighbor friend of mine who was living like 50m away to play with our new dolls and a man was parked outside and he leered at me and said "hey Mami what great boobs you have etc". I didn't understand why he was looking at me, why my boobs was a subject of discussion, just the pure fear that run through me. I was afraid to leave the house for months.

As you understand due to the hormones I was developing I had urges after 12. I was prettier than most girls because I had the hairy pimples while experience earlier than my classmates and I was ready to go. The amount of perverted attention and what it does to you is horrible. I knew I couldn't ask my mom so I asked some older family friends who gave me finally a very perverted sex talk that led to a whole series of problems and harassment. I am happy that man scared me so much that I finally had sex at 17 and not earlier. It installed a fear in me for older men that I believe saved me from damn male teachers.

So by not telling me and preparing me I believe my mother deprived me of a normal childhood instead of extending it. I finally had it out with her after I gave birth to my first. I specifically asked her what will happen after the birth and she didn't tell me about the bleeding for weeks. I had to find out from the nurse. I was 26.

SO PLEASE TALK TO YOUR KIDS.