What a good question! My friends and almost everyone I've ever known have asked me that. Oh my god, you talk to your mom about sex??? HOW DO YOU DO THAT??? And I honestly don't know. I didn't tell her when I first started, but now that I'm older, I don't think twice about it. One thing that makes it easier now is that I've been with one guy for almost two years. My whole family knows him well and loves him, so I know it's not going to upset my mom to know that we're sleeping together. She's known pretty much the whole time. When I was... 16, I asked her for birth control. She said she wasn't thrilled that I was asking so early, but that since I was being responsible, she'd do it. So we started me on Depo Provera (the shot). Basically, as long as I was being responsible, she was happy that I was being careful, and therefore helped me with it.
As for her being so open, I don't know. She'd have to answer that for you. But she was always that way. She was protective, but never smothered. She encouraged, but wasn't embarassing. She was open, but wasn't gross. And after enough time (and after I went through some of those bitchy teenage years), we get along just fine now. Don't get me wrong, she's still my mom and sometimes we yell at each other. But then shortly thereafter, after we've calmed down, we talk again, apologize, whatever, and it's fine. She's always been that way with me. And so I've always felt comfortable talking to her. Since this is a sex thread, I feel okay being specific. I remember one time when I was still young in sex (I had only been having it for maybe a year or so), and I had trouble in the orgasm department. I asked my mom about it, why penetration wasn't getting me anywhere. She told me that many girls rely heavily on the clitoris, and we discussed that whole thing. Since then, it's been a lot better for me, thanks to my mom. LOL
Basically she has the perfect balance between mom and friend. She's mom enough that I'm not a drop-out, or a drug-addict, or a lazy bum not doing anything. I'm a full time college student pursuing a career in American Sign Language. I've tried pot, but had to stop because brownies are hard to come by, and smoking is generally the way. As we know, smoking isn't a good idea for a hobby for me. Haha. I drink on occasion. But I went through high school, got decent grades. I still do. I had a curfew until I was 18. Now that I don't, I don't really abuse it. If I need sleep, and I know I need sleep, I come home to sleep. I guess throughout the years I've shown my parents that I'm not a dumbass, and I know what I'm doing. So they trust me to do what needs to be done. She guided me and gave me a good idea of what I wanted to be doing, what I should be doing, without being overbearing or ridiculous. She told me things that she thought I should live my life by, and I chose my own path based on them. In other words, she guided me without pushing. And that was, at least for me, the best way to go about it. She knew when I was smoking pot, and I can only imagine how hard that was for her to keep her mouth shut about. Not because she cared deeply that I was trying marijuana... but that I was smoking it. And she still didn't say a word. Eventually I got tired of it (it was never a regular thing, just at parties and stuff), and learned for myself that it wasn't worth it (if you place a brownie in front of me... different story, I will gobble that stuff down - hahaha). I think if she had pushed me to stop, I would've been more determined in my teenage bitchy angst to keep going. So in having this perfect balance, as I grew, I had a much easier time trusting her. And in trusting her, I can sit down and ask her things, no matter how gruesome and detailed, about whatever I want.
That's the best I think I can give you. I'll make sure to point this out to my mom so that she can respond to you as well. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif" border="0">
