My parents never had hard conversations with me. I'm talking to my 6-year-old about periods, adoption, and death.

My parents never had hard conversations with me. I'm talking to my 6-year-old about periods, adoption, and death.

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When my 6-year-old son saw my tampons in the bathroom and asked what they were, I froze for a minute, with all the possible fictional explanations I could give flashing through my mind like neon lights. They were giant ear plugs. They were for stopping bleeding noses. They were for cleaning between dirty bathroom tiles.

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