Daddy/Daughter Talks

If you’re ever in need of a good laugh, check out When Parents Text. Laughter is, as they say, the best medicine, and this site always has me in stitches.

For example:


And I love finding texts that are just the sort of things my parents say.


But one in particular made me really smile, not just because it’s funny but because I also found it sweet.


Is it weird I found that sweet? I, like most girls I’d wager, grew up with a father who was 100% not going to talk about “feminine issues.” He nope’d right out of any conversation about periods or cramps, and that’s pretty par for the course. But then I got endometriosis, which requires a lot of “feminine talk” to properly explain even how I’m feeling on a day to day basis.


Don’t get me wrong, my dad is a sweetheart. He’s always been there for me when I’ve had surgery and stuff. After my first surgery, when I woke up he jumped into action and came and held my hands so I wouldn’t see that when I moved, a little blood had gotten into my IV. That’s sweet and thoughtful and helpful. I cherish kind acts like that, even if that seems small or silly.

Now I do a lot of freelancing for him, and I’ve been in the doctor’s office a LOT lately. He always asks how it went. But I never know what to say. Even if he did, all of a sudden, show an interest in “female reproduction” “ASAP” I would probably nope right out of that conversation for him. That’s pretty much what I always do now, not just with him but as a default response to almost anyone asking how a doctor visit went. That door is firmly shut. Always has been.


Is it a bad thing? Nah. I don’t think so. It’s not like I have no one, I have a mother and two sisters – plenty of feminine talk there. My husband, though he grew up with no sisters or anything like that, is not only okay with feminie talk, but he’s the type to text “Call ASAP – I have a question about female reproduction.” He shows a genuine interest. And I’m honest, I mean if it’s gonna be gross I’ll lead off with “this is kinda gross.” That kind of modesty and honesty is important to learn.

But when I have kids, I’m hoping we can talk openly at home about any issues, feminine or masculine (are there “masculine issues?” I’m excited to find out!). I still want them to be modest, I don’t want them to freak their friends out or yell the word “UTERUS!” in kindergarten or anything like that. I’m definitely not talking about “pro-sexual parenting” or whatever, just honesty and authenticity. I guess, like all moms, I’m really hoping my daughters will also be my friends. AWWW CHEESY. But I hope that their dad is a friend too. AWWW MORE CHEESY.


Okay go read When Parents Text now. And if you’re a dad, maybe consider having a question about females ASAP.

5 thoughts on “Daddy/Daughter Talks

  1. Those were great! No time to run over there due to too many girl talks as a mother of four girls, but those little tidbits were funny. My parents almost never, ever text! I don’t know if it’s because we are doctors, because of our parenting style, or because our parents never talked about this stuff (I think it’s a combo), but we made sure to talk about this stuff with our kids. We had to do the “sex” talk with our fifth grader because some of her friends were trying to explain to her how her mom got pregnant—her mom and dad laid in bed beside each other and kissed. (I was listening outside the door because I was getting ready to peek in on them and ask them if all was okay.) She asked the funniest questions, and we all laughed together over the strangeness of it (but not AT her and shed didn’t feel silly or anything). Anyhow, be well!

    1. Haha that’s great! Yeah my first sex talk was around that age. I was pestering my dad for answers and he was like “No. We’re not having this talk.” and I was like “Oh how bad could it be dad? Don’t you just get naked and touch butts?” and he stared at me for a long time before going “….pretty much.” Talk OVER. Haha Dads are useless, gotta go to mom for answers. 😛

  2. As much as I never liked the Simpsons, I’ll have to give him credit for a pithy remark!
    Neither of my parents talked to me about “female” or any other issues. I learned about periods in health class in school. Good thing because the very next month I started. I can’t imagine the panic I would have been in if I hadn’t learned already. When I was only 7 or 8 my mother sent me to the store with a quarter to buy a green package that had Modess on it. She would not tell me what was in it or what it was for. All she said was that I’d learn later.
    As far as disconnected comments, I’m probably more like your mom than I care to admit. 🙂

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