First Period Experience

Okay, so,I have a pretty amusing first period story.

I was 10, and had JUST gotten my tonsils removed, so I was in pain already, and out of it on vicodin.

My dad had to go back to work and I was in his home state instead of with my mother, which is where I would have preferred to be, but alas, I had to stay at my step mother's parents' house...They don't speak English.

I hobbled myself to the bathroom and and that's when I noticed when I wiped it was light pink. I was really confused, but thankfully already knew about periods, so I used some wrapped up toilet paper.

I was there for three days not being able to speak in a foreign house on narcotics with my first period. D:

I was 12 when I first started and it was at my Grandma's house. I was visiting her for the summer. I remember the night before the flow came I had some spotting and so very excited about it, I put on a pad because thats what my mother told me do when I think I might start. She said she had this feeling I was going to start that summer and bought be protection ahead of time. ( thanks mom!). Then I woke up the next morning and there was nothing on the pad, I was very disappointed. I then went to the bathroom and when I wiped there was blood all over the toilet paper.It freaked me out at first because I wasnt expecting it to happen like that. I got super excited and ran out of the bathroom and told my Aunt Daisy who was there at the time and my Grandma, who were both happy for me, and told me it only gets worse from there. (When I first started, I didnt have any pms symptoms, no cramps no irritability, nothing.)I know what they were talking about now. My mom was excited for me too and feeling good about herself for being right on when I was supposed to start. She is a good mom.

i was about 9 1/2 close to turning 10. i actually started a few weeks before my 10th b-day. a few weeks before that my mother decided to have a mother daughter talk and told me all about it. i was at home when i started i went to the bathroom and noticed a little blood in my panties so i called for my teenage cousin instead of my mom. she told my mom that i had started and my mom went out and got pads for me. i didnt think it was a big deal and it only lasted 5 days and i never had cramps or anything with it then. if it wasnt for my mother having the talk with me i think i would have freaked out but i didnt really have a reaction to it.

I got my period when I was 9, I went to the bathroom and didn't know what was going on, I thought I was dying. I called my mother into the bathroom and showed her and she threw a pad and said put that on and left! Wouldn't talk about it, tell me what was happening to me, how often I needed to wear a pad or anything. So I went thru a humilating year of thinking it was something bad that I had done and was being punished and would lie to get out of PE when it was that time of month didn't know how often to change or that it was important to keep myself clean, then one day the nurse called me into the office because I was known as the smelly kid during that time of the month and I told her what was going on she was wonderful she explained everything to me and I will always be grateful for that

I was 12 when i got my first period and oh my gosh i thought i was about to die. i was riding my bike all day so i thought i had injured myself but it wasn't so bad if i lay down so i lay down all the time i could for 2 days till my mum realised what was going on. point to story please all parents talk to your daughters so they dont go through the same experiences i'm reading about here 20 years on it still haunt's me that we were all so ill informed about a natural and inevertable thing. rant over.

I was 9 when I started mine, I was riding my bike when it happened, at first i thought id hurt myself, but soon realised what it was. I didnt tell my mum for years, I was too frightend as she made it out to be a disgusting thing and I thought id get into trouble. It was one of the worst times of my life, i had to hide it for so long and was really ashamed of it.
Ive got kids of my own - one is a girl, im determined to ensure my kids never have to go through what i did. Its a natural thing and part of growing up and nothing to be ashamed of. Its just a shame my mum never made me feel ok about it!!!