A Sign of Woman Hood!

As I write this, I cant help but flash back on the fond memories I have of my mother's late sister, Teresia Wanjiru, she was a beautiful, brown(it runs in the family) with soft black hair. And very friendly. And cooked the best Mandazi's. May she continue resting in peace. 

I remember it was the year my age mates were eagerly waiting to start their Menstural Cycle, looking forward to what we termed as the definition of Womanhood. We had learnt about it in Primary and Secondary under the topic of Reproduction in our Biology class. All we could do was just imagine with our little heads, I mean how does blood just start flowing from my body😂😂😂So we waited..........

During those days in High Schools, I fondly remember companies that dealt with Menstural Hygiene would visit our schools and give us products such as Pads, Panty liners all we did was keep them in our desks until the day of its use.

And so as others told their first time stories and experiences, my turn finally arrived to experience this sign of womanhood. I remember it was during our December holidays in Nakuru, early in the morning I realized my urine was red in color 🤯the first thought that came to my mind was that I had cut myself 😂I ran to my Aunty Teresia & in a haste she took me to her room and that's when it dawned on me, my Menstural Cycle had began. The moment I had been waiting for.

 I had thought that the day I begin my Menstrual Cycle, I would be excited jump up and down and just be fascinated, but here I was in the room with my emotions all around me I was shocked I knew my life had drastically changed. I just overheard my Aunty sending the boys for cotton wool, yes my first time and I never used pads😏and I could think of was the questions on their minds. That day I spent a whole day in the room feeling weird, embarrassed & so many questions to be answered. 

I remember when we came to Nairobi, my Aunt took me to the top floor of a Mall and she told look down all these women have gone through what you are going through at one point in their lives, that gave me comfort, meanwhile my mother was telling every person she met so proudly as if I had won a Jackpot😂😂😂

I too had a story to tell!