Archive for the ‘Cecelia’ Category
Hmmmmmm.
(just a warning….this post is not for the faint of….ears? eyes?? thought??? whatever. if you’re uh, conservative….or don’t have young kids….just click on by)
There’s always this debate (in the parenting community as a whole, and my household in general) in what….uh…terms to teach kids for certain body parts. Jordan never much cared what he had in his pants. He termed it “the pee pee” and moved on with no more thought to it.
Celia…she’s gotta know. Everything. Very specific.
Generally, for the longest time she’d been referring to everything down below as her ‘body’. Okay, whatever. We knew what she meant.
Then one day, she cornered me, and quite specifically asked about one particular part of her body. Much to my husband’s horror, I told her what that part is called. So now, she’s taken the name of that one particular part and applied it to all her girly bits. So my three year old will tell you when she’s got a problem with her ‘bagina’. Or tell you that we don’t put soap in ‘da bagina’ when taking a bath. She’s very clear about that. And the parents who push using medical terminology with your kids so they can be specific about their body parts would be horrified to learn that Celia is using it all wrong again.
Whatever. We still know what she means.
Welllllll, a few nights ago she started complaining about going pee. She was having a hard time. And I noticed her kinda…grabbing…down there and asked her about it and she said it was bothering her. So…we called the peed and told them she needed to come pee int he cup and rule out a UTI. Those aren’t the kinda things you mess around with.
We go into see our ped, who is a very nice guy. Like, I don’t know if he has kids, but in my little category of people in my head, he fits into the ‘cool dad’ category. And in case you didn’t know, I’m a total prude. In a big way.
After the whole peeing in the cup debacle (and it’s always a debacle when you try to get a clean catch from a 3 year old girl in the ped’s office bathroom) we go in and he needs to check out the area. He has Celia lay down, then explains to her what it is he needs to check. But he obviously want to make sure she’s clear what he needs to do, and wants to use her terms, so he says:
“Okay Cecelia. You lay down here and I’m just going to take a quick look at your bottom? pee pee? What word does she use for this, mom?”
And then he looks at me.
And I mumble “Uhhh, vagina” with absolute horror.
I don’t know what is worse. The fact that I had to say “vagina” in front of a ‘cool dad’ type person, or the fact that my daughter refers to her entire below the belt girly area as a vagina….when that whole area is not really called a vagina.
She doesn’t have a UTI.
