My PUBERTY experiences if you are interested know!💗👄
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| My secrets ! How can I share? |
Boys love that smell that I perspire, my body look, and taste of even my saliva, while we are taught to hate it being dirty, sometimes despise it or hide it. But, what if we love it!
During my growing years, I’ve had a pretty good love relationship with own body. When I look at the mirror, fresh from bath; for minutes together, I usually pause and ogle, " how beautiful I am." God had gifted me, to have my individual separate bedroom having full size dressing mirror opposite my bed, to watch myself not only for dressing up, but while sleeping also. I fall in love, yes with myself, my body!
I had my PUBERTY spurt and started to notice that my body is growing in some peculiar ways. I exclaimed seeing that random curly hair under the little arm and above vagina, chicken-cutlet like fat had been around for awhile over my pubic bone and ribcage. The problem was my growing process is seemingly exaggerating these things on full blast. My mirror had my company for some extra time nowadays.
I was unlucky that not a single relationship in my family ever sat with me, to tell me about the ultimate changes my body would go through; as it sailed through the puberty. The only semblance of a memory I have of is that an awkward conversation came from one of my first cousin’s girlfriend.
I was unlucky that not a single relationship in my family ever sat with me, to tell me about the ultimate changes my body would go through; as it sailed through the puberty. The only semblance of a memory I have of is that an awkward conversation came from one of my first cousin’s girlfriend.
Oh, I miss you Mom! I wished my mother would’ve told me aboutall these changes, when my body was attaining womanhood. My body was transferring from girl to woman at a faster pace. These are the few things about my body that have filled me with a hint of anxiety in the past few years, things I wish my mother or grandmother would’ve warned me about. Things I wish they would’ve mumbled to me on a random hot day, while we sat on the swing (ZOOLLA) discussing TV serials.
Hey, Do you want to ride on my teenage roller-coaster?
Well, here the secrets unfurled.
I turned 14 this birthday, it seem it came so quick; my bottom and legs have become fat and rounder. I was asking myself, "Is it all ME?" I was chatting with a friend (Dimpu) one day, we were sitting on a bench in a public park near our school, just chilling out.
Dimpu: “Naina, what is happening to you?”
Me: *looking alarmed* “What…what’s wrong with me?”
Dimpu: *looked confused* “Why are your Jeans so tight like that?”
Me: *glanced down at Jeans; with confused face* “TIGHT like what?”
Dimpu: *tickle at my bottom intently* “You did NOT have such a round hips in PRIMARY. Where did those curves come from? "
Me: *feeling little embaraased, "humm.. you naughty boy!"
Dimpu: "Also, to tell the truth, over the years….I looked at your bottom every now then –unconciously of course"
".... when I had crashed in your room without knocking, those were not the same!”
[To be noted: how do boys glance at your bottoms? Well, let's just say when you stay with friends, you become as family and family sees random things, even private parts.... So, Move on....]
I’ve always been a early bloomer, in just about every aspect of my life. But, when I reached my teens, my body started subtly confusing me. One night, I pretty much woke up and I had a grown woman body that little girls dream. In the words of some of my school class mates: “I had finally reached my teens, flooking sexy!”
Today biology teacher informed that these assets are just due to basic female biological growth. You see, if a woman’s body is going to carry a human baby, it senses it’s increasing fertility and it starts to panic. And, what that means for the female is this: more boobs to feed the babies it hopes to have, bigger bottom n wider hips for someone to hold on to, stronger pheromones to swindle and invite the boys in, and happy potential mates? Oh God, no one warned me into the puberty?
I’ve always had pretty baby bottom, smooth, and supple, pretty light brown skin complexion. Those acne prone years that teens stress about, PUH…never happened to my chubby cheeks!
Unfortunately, for the past 6 months I have had a love affair ( may be) with a nice boy. It is an affair fraught with tension and ambivalence. It resulted in spoiling my baby skin with that ACNE. I initially let him seduce me, I had no idea what to do with this STUPID adult acne on face and on hips too! No woman in my family ever warned me that my pretty, smooth skin could become home to a pimply, red minefield. I wish someone would’ve warned me. Maybe then I could’ve been prepared for the awkwardness and weirdness and insecurity that come along with not being able to control the skin.
The most intriguing hormonal change in this whole growing process has been the increased, adult type sex drive. Why didn’t someone clue me in to the fact that in this teenage, my eggs in my ovary would try to win the race? Some folks are probably saying: “Increases in a female’s sex drive, oh how is that a problem?”
Well., that's the whole dilemma, as we; teen-adult females are ramping up our sex drives and most of the teen-adult boys also but I digress. While inquring with a few older teen girls, they also "HAVE NO IDEA" syndromes about from where this sudden sweet or dirty urge to merge came. It surely wasn’t around for most of us in the earlier part of our preteens years.
In the end, I know this whole surge in libido and the accompanying attraction of our bodies is just–again biology saying: “please fertilize our garden, fresh, southern eggs. Girls (now women), wake up, we’re ready to crush.”
Now, I don’t have a problem with the urge(s), but you know—really, what’s a good, orthodox, Indian teenage girl can do?
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