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So how did your parents explain how you were made?

When I was old enough to talk, I asked where I came form. My parents first said, " mommy and daddy and god got together and made you." And for many years I beleived I was constructed on my dad's workbench because that is where he made things.

Then when I was 12, my parents made me read a book that the family doctor gave us about intercourse and how sperm enters eggs and all that stuff. But I think I had figured out most of the basics by then.

They didn't. I'm 17 and they still haven't gotten around to that. XD

I don't remember ever asking the question.

From a very early age I knew what sex was. I thought it was weird, but not much beyond that.

My parents never explained it to me, but they explained it to my brothers when they were 9 and 12. My friend told me how it was done when I was 7, so I never bothered to ask them.

They didn't. I learned about the birds and the bees from my grade 5 teacher. :rolleyes:

I was carved out of wood.

... Fuck. Nose growing again.

Live demonstration

So how did your parents explain how you were made?

They used Powerpoint.

My government taught me where babies come from :D They told me babies are made when couples :fluffle:

Mommy and daddy kneel down together to Pray for me and 9 months later I popped out, I am not making this up. To be fair, I was five, and how the hell do you explain sex to a five year old?

This is all very sad. Nobody learned anything from their own living flesh and blood parents? You'd think that sex is one of the most important things that they could have talked to us about.

My government taught me where babies come from :D They told me babies are made when couples :fluffle:

Fluffling!? :eek: And here I thought it was totally safe! And I'm 15! Dear god! :eek:

My parents told me that too, plus my mom added God into it... feh...

Oh, and :upyours: to Option 10. :mad:

They didn't. I learned about the birds and the bees from my grade 5 teacher. :rolleyes:

So apparently the birds are trying to have sex with the bees. At least, that is how I understood it.

find out myself

This is absolutely true-

I was helping my dad work on the car. He asked me to hand him the female plug and I asked him why it was called a female plug. He sighed and said, "I was afraid you were going to ask that. This is something that only women have." "Breasts." "No, men have those too, they just aren't always as big." "Oh." "And this," holding up a male plug, "Is something only men have." "What's that? Oh..." "Yeah. So, this goes there." "Gross!" "You won't always think so, and that's how babies are made. Now hand me the female plug."

Weird thing is my dad was never afraid to make up an answer to things just to mess with me (only he would forget to correct himself so I'd have to figure out that things I thought I understood was actually just some nonsense my dad made up)...I don't know why he didn't do that there. Ah well.

And that's how I learned about the birds and the bees, or rather the female plugs and the male plugs...that apparently use electricity to create babies.

Never did understand what birds and bees had to do with anything...

This is absolutely true-

I was helping my dad work on the car. He asked me to hand him the female plug and I asked him why it was called a female plug. He sighed and said, "I was afraid you were going to ask that. This is something that only women have." "Breasts." "No, men have those too, they just aren't always as big." "Oh." "And this," holding up a male plug, "Is something only men have." "What's that? Oh..." "Yeah. So, this goes there." "Gross!" "You won't always think so, and that's how babies are made. Now hand me the female plug."

Weird thing is my dad was never afraid to make up an answer to things just to mess with me (only he would forget to correct himself so I'd have to figure out that things I thought I understood was actually just some nonsense my dad made up)...I don't know why he didn't do that there. Ah well.

And that's how I learned about the birds and the bees, or rather the female plugs and the male plugs...that apparently use electricity to create babies.

Never did understand what birds and bees had to do with anything...

Holy shit thats funny.

I was never really interested about it, so I never asked and was never told until I learnt it through the school system. Had the school system not taught me, then I would probably still be unaware as to how reproduction works.

I never really understood the whole birds and bees metaphor myself. It seems like people who make babies are fat women who dress very eccentric, and little people with small sharp penises.

They've never explained it to me :p

I was never really interested about it, so I never asked and was never told until I learnt it through the school system. Had the school system not taught me, then I would probably still be unaware as to how reproduction works.

Wow, I'd hate to see what your first time would be like without Sex Ed. Actually, I would love to see it, it would be funny.

Nobody learned anything from their own living flesh and blood parents?

I did.

I remember having conversations with my father about it.

i never asked im 15 now and i know all so i guess it worked out haha

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omfg i can't stop laughing:p

Mommy and daddy kneel down together to Pray for me and 9 months later I popped out, I am not making this up. To be fair, I was five, and how the hell do you explain sex to a five year old?
I thought about saying something about kneeling being involved, and then remembered this was your parents we were talking about and that would be gross, so I decided not to. Aren't you happy me better judgement won out? :p

My government taught me where babies come from :D They told me babies are made when couples :fluffle:
Oh shit. I am about to have like a bajillion babies. By a LOT of . . . interesting people!

This is absolutely true-

I was helping my dad work on the car. He asked me to hand him the female plug and I asked him why it was called a female plug. He sighed and said, "I was afraid you were going to ask that. This is something that only women have." "Breasts." "No, men have those too, they just aren't always as big." "Oh." "And this," holding up a male plug, "Is something only men have." "What's that? Oh..." "Yeah. So, this goes there." "Gross!" "You won't always think so, and that's how babies are made. Now hand me the female plug."

Weird thing is my dad was never afraid to make up an answer to things just to mess with me (only he would forget to correct himself so I'd have to figure out that things I thought I understood was actually just some nonsense my dad made up)...I don't know why he didn't do that there. Ah well.

And that's how I learned about the birds and the bees, or rather the female plugs and the male plugs...that apparently use electricity to create babies.

Never did understand what birds and bees had to do with anything...

OMG that is awesome on so many levels. Also, i never got the "birds and bees" phrase, either.



As for me. Well, I have a sister who is 4 years younger than me. And I remember touching my Mommy's tummy when I was 3 and a half and knowing that there was a baby inside. And then later I had a little sister. So I always knew as long as i can remember that babies come from Mommies' tummies. And you know, it never occured to me to ask how they got to be in their tummies.

Then when I was about 9 I started deciding that I was no longer a "little girl" but was now a "young lady." And one night my mom took me aside, saying that ever since I decided I was a young lady, she should tell me stuff about being a young lady. So she asked me if I knew how babies were made. I asked her if it was kissing, because we'd gone to EPCOT in disney world a few years before and they had a movie on babies. And it showed the mom and dad under blankets kissing, and then the "ghost" or whatever of the kid (grown up and in his twenties) was upstairs saying that his parents were making him. So naturally, I concluded, when you get under blankets with someone and kiss them, then its possible to get pregnant.

My mom said kissing was a part of it (and boy was she right!). But she told me the straight facts (using technical terms even). Then she told me about menstruation. She told me I probably wouldn't get it till I was 12 (I didn't), but I should know in case it came early, and she didn't want me to freak out.

I dunno if my mom knew she was sick when she had this discussion with me. But I'm glad she did, because honestly I was soooo naiive before that!! And I've never had sex ed so if she didn't tell me, I probably would have been given a "hands on" lesson by some boy. (Who has the guts to ask friends about these things and confess ignorance?!)

Coincidentally, I made sure to have a sex talk with both of my younger sisters when they were nine or ten. Apparently they were more worldly (or just less oblivious) than me cuz they both seemed to know.

Wow, that is like the most personal information I've ever given on NSG. Enjoy!

Mommy and daddy kneel down together to Pray for me and 9 months later I popped out, I am not making this up. To be fair, I was five, and how the hell do you explain sex to a five year old?

I asked when I was about 5, I got the "When two people love each other and they want to make a life, there's a part only daddies have, and that part goes in the mommy- and out of that, a baby starts to grow in mommy's belly.

I think by the time I was 7 all the parts had names. The general idea in my family was if I was old enough to ask, then I was old enough to know.

This is absolutely true-
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Never did understand what birds and bees had to do with anything...

That is the best "where do babies come from?" story ever.

I think I was about 3 when I asked where babies came from... and my mom told me "a man and a woman have to sleep together" which in turn made me terrified to sleep in the same room as my male cousins......when my grandma finally figured it out (why I was throwing a fit on camping trips) she said "no, honey his sperm has to meet up with your eggs"......which confused me further because I didn't think I had eggs, as far as I knew I was a human not a chicken or a duck, then when I figured out the whole sperm and eggs thing (via the opening scene to "Look Who's Talking" (I was 8)) I had to ask my mom "but how does the sperm get in there?" to which she replied

"if you come home pregnant I am kicking you out"

:eek: :mad: that was not the answer to my question.

I already explained the whole deal to my kid when I was pregnant with the younger one......she kept asking questions. Anyway, she thinks it's really gross and that there should be some sciency way to grow babies in tubes, she is actually more freaked out by my c-sections than she is the "regular" way babies get out, she says "at least your body is supposed to stretch" I guess the idea of a doctor cutting me open to get her out just sounds painful (and it was)

the 3 year old basically knows that babies are made by mommies and daddies and that they grow inside the mommy until they are ready to be out. that's really enough for her right now.

Never did understand what birds and bees had to do with anything...

Same here. My parents never said anything about birds and bees, but a few years ago I saw some commercial that said "it's never too early to talk to your kids about the birds and bees" and I was like wtf? I didn't figure out what birds and bees had to do with anything till I was 12, and at that point I knew all the proper terms for sex and reproductive organs and everything.

The parents were always open about it. At first they told me it just happendend from a mommy and daddy. In third grade they read me a book about sex.

I knew how babies were made kinda early, but that's cause I found some ... magazines my dad had one day while I was snooping around.

Later, when I was 13, my dad sat me down and told me how sex works with no metafors or anything and then told me a bunch of stories he had found in the newspapers where women were found after being raped and murdered. The one I remember most is a girl who was found in Texas with a 3 foot long airplane wrench that had been hammered up so far inside her that no one could see it. He also told me that I was the product of a busted condom. I'm guessing he was trying to scare me away from sex until I was old enough to understand how the social interactions leading up to it work. Or something.

My husband and I are planning on having this chat with our children together, and leaving out the horrors of the sexually violent aspect of our world.

Oh shit. I am about to have like a bajillion babies. By a LOT of . . . interesting people!


If GS was talking about internet fluffling, well... I'm going to have a bajillion babies by Ifreann, Sel Appa, Minaris, Johnny B Goode, actually mostly everyone on NSG :eek: :p

Hey, god should be lumped in with all the other fictional characters of choice four!

If GS was talking about internet fluffling, well... I'm going to have a bajillion babies by Ifreann, Sel Appa, Minaris, Johnny B Goode, actually mostly everyone on NSG :eek: :p

I'd have countless babies with all the guys in the Spam Fam, which, frankly, is just incestuous and gross. Also, lots of other guys, and I don't even really like all of them. Not to mention all the ladies. *shudders*

:fluffle: :fluffle: :fluffle: <Babiless fluffling!

I'd have countless babies with all the guys in the Spam Fam, which, frankly, is just incestuous and gross. Also, lots of other guys, and I don't even really like all of them. Not to mention all the ladies. *shudders*

:fluffle: :fluffle: :fluffle: <Babiless fluffling!

:D

:fluffle::fluffle::fluffle::fluffle:

So how did your parents explain how you were made?

When I was old enough to talk, I asked where I came form. My parents first said, " mommy and daddy and god got together and made you." And for many years I beleived I was constructed on my dad's workbench because that is where he made things.

Then when I was 12, my parents made me read a book that the family doctor gave us about intercourse and how sperm enters eggs and all that stuff. But I think I had figured out most of the basics by then.

Simply put, we never had that discussion. Not because they weren't willing to discuss it, mind, but because I wasn't. See, my half-brother Brian--who is older than me by exactly ten years and ten days--showed me a whole bunch of different porn when I was nine years old and that freaked me out. It turned me into a Victorian-esque double-sided person about the whole subject...even now I still find it incredibly difficult to discuss sex with anyone in person. Anonymously I don't have a problem but in person I'm still extremely uncomfortable with the topic.

Sock puppets.

Actually, I don't think they ever told me.

He also told me that I was the product of a busted condom.

Nice way to make you feel wanted.

I caught them making my brother, that's how I learned ...

I think my parents actually took me to some talk thing at school... I would have been about 7 i suppose. They did the sciency stuff but I didn't actually understand what they were saying till a few years later.

Oh, and they bought me a book... The first time they really ever said anything was before schoolies when my dad called me up and said "yeah, if you hook up with a girl, wear a dom". Actually, the only time other than that was a few weeks back when my dad told me: "By the way, your Mum told me to tell you not to knock up any 15 year olds. Good, we've talked about it now lets get back to dinner"


I get the feeling my Mum told him to tell me the first time aswell...


(Oh, and for the record I haven't knocked up any 15 year olds yet!)

I caught them making my brother, that's how I learned ...
At least you didn't join in...I heard a pair of adults once joke to their twelve-year old kid that the adult brother of the kid joined in when they were having sex to conceive the kid and that the adult brother might actually be the father.

...it was a very disturbing conversation I wish I hadn't heard...

I knew how babies were made kinda early, but that's cause I found some ... magazines my dad had one day while I was snooping around.

Later, when I was 13, my dad sat me down and told me how sex works with no metafors or anything and then told me a bunch of stories he had found in the newspapers where women were found after being raped and murdered. The one I remember most is a girl who was found in Texas with a 3 foot long airplane wrench that had been hammered up so far inside her that no one could see it. He also told me that I was the product of a busted condom. I'm guessing he was trying to scare me away from sex until I was old enough to understand how the social interactions leading up to it work. Or something.

My husband and I are planning on having this chat with our children together, and leaving out the horrors of the sexually violent aspect of our world.
That's seriously messed up. Still, better than how I found out.
Please don't leave it too late to discuss some of the more unpleasent aspects. I found out in a very abrupt and traumatic way when I was 6 and I wish someone had explained it to me beforehand so I might have had some idea of what was going on.

i don't know.

a friend of mine was told that he was made on the kitchen table though. but i guess he wasn't a child anymore when they told him that.

they didn't , and I never asked. I learned about sex in various ways.. friends, pornos and doing it myself. As for a 'birds and bees' talk.. didn't happen. My dad, a child at heart, picked up a pen once and put the pen in the lid and said there ya go, but he wasn't being serious. I learned on my own, in one way or the other.. like I've done with most things. But.. I do remember coming home from school once after learning in health class (high school) that we (females) should be getting pap tests after we've started our period, etc to test for cancerous cells and all.. mentioned it to my mom and she freakin flipped. But hell it wasn't as bad as when she was a kid. Her mother was much worse.

At least you didn't join in...I heard a pair of adults once joke to their twelve-year old kid that the adult brother of the kid joined in when they were having sex to conceive the kid and that the adult brother might actually be the father.

...it was a very disturbing conversation I wish I hadn't heard...

That's quite disgusting ... thank you for that horrific mental image lol.

Not that this taught me anything about sex but.. I spent the night with a girl of my brothers friend.. well during that night I heard screams of no, no , no (still don't know what the hell was going on there) coming from their room.. I was thinking what in the world is going on. The kid (can't remember her name atm) told me "they are fucking" .. first time I had ever heard that word.. she said it so plain .. I figured it was just another word. Came home next day was eating dinner.. mom and dad asked me how things went etc.. if I had a good time. I'm not sure how I said it, but I mentioned the fucking bit. I remember plain as day how both them looked, they both just like froze.. mom dropped her spoon in her bowl. lol so funny.

My father is a doctor, so there's no hiding the truth under fairy dust :p

Both my parents are doctors. [/one-ups] :p

I think they just bought me a huge pile of books so they never had to speak of the subject, though.

I'm 19, nobody ever told me how I was made.:(

When I asked the first time (I was 5 i think), my mother told me that daddy puts his special seed inside mummy's tummy and with mummy's help it grows inside into a beautiful baby. I was pretty happy with this til I came home at around 8 and wanted to know how it got out. So mum gave me a more detailed explanation. Then when I was 11, I got the whole story.

My mum did always get out a book though to show me, so that I had a better understanding than the above would imply.

I don't believe i ever asked.
It's just shit one learns over time.

My Parents never told me..
I learned through school....
And a sick minded friend with a Ken and a Barbie.... :(

(Oh, and for the record I haven't knocked up any 15 year olds yet!)

Yet?!?!?! :eek:

My Parents never told me..
I learned through school....
And a sick minded friend with a Ken and a Barbie.... :(

Lulz... anatomically incorrect Ken and Barbia to! :p

I didn't learn though school, in fact we had this big puberty class in 5th grade and I'd known everything-- well, except the discharge stuff. I still knew mostly everything by that point, though.

And in seventh grade I knew my "lady parts" so well that when the abstinence classes came, I was wondering why they did not mention the vulva, labia, clitoris, or hymen which I had learned about at 11 thanks to the internets.

.. er..

They didn't. Then again, I didn't ask. They had sex, and I got to the egg first.


Next question?

hehe :p

So how did your parents explain how you were made?

.. er..

They didn't. Then again, I didn't ask. They had sex, and I got to the egg first.


Next question?

I first asked "Where do babies come from?" when I was about 5 or 6. They said that sometimes when a man and a woman hug, a special thing that looks like a tadpole, only so small you can't see it, swims through the man's tummy into the woman's, where it meets with a very tiny egg, and the two of them became a baby. I think I asked whether it was the same for animals too and they said yes. Much later on they went into more detail with the books and so on, but I'd already worked it out by then anyway. By the time sex education started in school I already knew it all.

Yet?!?!?! :eek:

well... at least I hope not...

Lulz... anatomically incorrect Ken and Barbia to! :p

Oh, But the noises and words.. :(

I don't know about you, but I was found at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box.

So how did your parents explain how you were made?

When I was old enough to talk, I asked where I came form. My parents first said, " mommy and daddy and god got together and made you." And for many years I beleived I was constructed on my dad's workbench because that is where he made things.

Then when I was 12, my parents made me read a book that the family doctor gave us about intercourse and how sperm enters eggs and all that stuff. But I think I had figured out most of the basics by then.

I never asked and they never told me. When I was 10, I learned it from a book, and got into more detail when I started to watch That 70s Show. That explains why I'm so screwed up.

In 1988 some freak accident happened at the BMW plant where they were building the M3 of the time and I popped out of the machine! :eek:

My parents left a book (http://www.amazon.com/Where-Did-Come-Peter-Mayle/dp/0818402539/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-7233405-3716768?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1176650226&sr=1-1) kind of sticking out in the living room bookshelf hoping that I would eventually find it and read it and learn about how babies are made. That is exactly what happened. What they didn't expect was that I would take the book with me everywhere and educate any fellow classmate, friend or cousin who didn't know. I got in trouble for that. (Why? I don't know.)

What is really weird to me now is that the book is written by Peter Mayle, author of A Year in Provence and related sequels. Huh???

When I was younger, they told me I came from the hospital in $city and promised me to tell me the details later (which for them meant to buy me a book on that topic)

When I was younger, they told me I came from the hospital in $city and promised me to tell me the details later (which for them meant to buy me a book on that topic)

Money City? I think that IS where kids come from. Then their parents have to move to Debtville.

They never explained it to me, my school taught me everything! My dad wanted to give me a sex talk recently but I am now 18 and know everything, thanks to health class. A little too late for him now!!

My parents didn't explain it to me how I was conceived, they just showed me a movie of the night in question. I didn't ask any more questions after that.

"Son, I fucked your mother."

Simply put, we never had that discussion. Not because they weren't willing to discuss it, mind, but because I wasn't. See, my half-brother Brian--who is older than me by exactly ten years and ten days--showed me a whole bunch of different porn when I was nine years old and that freaked me out. It turned me into a Victorian-esque double-sided person about the whole subject...even now I still find it incredibly difficult to discuss sex with anyone in person. Anonymously I don't have a problem but in person I'm still extremely uncomfortable with the topic.

Yeah my brother showed me some bukake when I was 12 and it kind of freaked me out. But I am completely over it now.

Money City? I think that IS where kids come from. Then their parents have to move to Debtville.
No $city as in 'a certain element of the set called "city"' It's nerdism to avoid using names.

I'm 25, so this was about 20 - 21 years ago. All I remember was picking up an anatomy book and asking questions (I was too young to understand most of the terminology, but I asked some questions about the pictures) and one thing led to another and I was told that I'd grown in my mother's uterus and exited her "birth canal" to be born. (Do people still use the term "birth canal"? I haven't seen it in print in years.)

It wasn't till I was eight or so and read a simpler book that I understood the daddy's role in the creation. (I think my mother may have wanted to put anything to do with my father behind her.) Of course, being a typical eight-year-old boy, I decided to gross my six-year-old sister out by explaining whatever I could to her. :)

My mother sat me down when I was 7 and explained it to me in a very precise way. I only understood the part about a sperm and an egg. Of course I didn't understand what actually had to occur between the mother and the father until I was 12.

.. er..

They didn't. Then again, I didn't ask. They had sex, and I got to the egg first.


Next question?

Actually, we've been meaning to tell you.

You weren't the first to the egg. You weren't even in the top ten.

Yours was a case of an experiment with the format, as it where, like when an established talk show tinkers with the formula of the program.

In your case they had forgone the normal test of fitness that is the race to the egg and instead reward fertilization in the same manner tickets to Supertramp at the county fair are given out on Wild 97.7, Your Home for Hits from When You Thought You Were Cool-to the 19th caller.

Your sperm, Ruffy, was that 19th caller.

It wasn't sex, either. But that's another story...

Money City? I think that IS where kids come from. Then their parents have to move to Debtville.
lol so true!

Actually, we've been meaning to tell you.

You weren't the first to the egg. You weren't even in the top ten.

Yours was a case of an experiment with the format, as it where, like when an established talk show tinkers with the formula of the program.

In your case they had forgone the normal test of fitness that is the race to the egg and instead reward fertilization in the same manner tickets to Supertramp at the county fair are given out on Wild 97.7, Your Home for Hits from When You Thought You Were Cool-to the 19th caller.

Your sperm, Ruffy, was that 19th caller.

It wasn't sex, either. But that's another story...
lol that's mean!

So how did your parents explain how you were made?

When I was old enough to talk, I asked where I came form. My parents first said, " mommy and daddy and god got together and made you." And for many years I beleived I was constructed on my dad's workbench because that is where he made things.

Then when I was 12, my parents made me read a book that the family doctor gave us about intercourse and how sperm enters eggs and all that stuff. But I think I had figured out most of the basics by then.
I can't remember when my parents first taught me about human reproduction, so I assume I was pretty young.

I know that I knew about sex and babies before I was four years old, though, because that's when we moved to the new house. During the move, we lost one of my favorite books, "Where Did I Come From?" And we had to buy a new copy for my shelves in the new house. "Where Did I Come From?" is a lovely children's book explaining the facts of life using correct terms (penis, vagina, breast, etc) but in an age-appropriate way (i.e. they don't get into "fallopian tube" and all that stuff just yet).

I never asked my parents where I came from, because I pretty much had always known. I never asked them what a penis or a vagina was, because I knew those body parts just as I knew about knees and toes. I do remember asking them about the mechanics of heterosexual sex, because I had the idea that a man's erection stuck out at a 90 degree angle from his body, and I couldn't figure out how that would go up into a vagina if the two people were lying belly to belly. But most of my questions were answered before I thought to ask them.

My Parents never told me..
I learned through school....
And a sick minded friend with a Ken and a Barbie.... :(
Well not only that but Barbies been raped.*nods*