How it all starts - Sex Education with my 3-year-old Daughter

I told you yesterday about how Apra asked me the big questions of life when we were playing, cuddling and spending time together. We do this often and we really enjoy talking. Even more than talking, I enjoy listening to her way of thoughts – and today I want to share another one with you: when Apra asked how she got into her mother’s belly.

One of our favourite stories to tell Apra and one of her favourites to hear is how she was in Ramona’s belly. We tell her that she was tiny but then started growing and growing. We came from Germany to India when the belly got a bit bigger and then, when it was very big, we went to the hospital together with Ammaji. I tell her of those precious moments when the doctor got her out, when I was standing there, holding her Ma’s hand and then taking her in my arms, being the first one to hold her.

Since she has been about one year old, we have been telling Apra this story in shorter or longer variations. So she knows that she was in Ma’s belly and that a doctor took her out. Another time however, her thoughts reached a bit further and she asked me another question:

’Pa, who put me in Ma’s belly?’

This one was easy! ‘I did!’, I answered, admittedly feeling quite proud of this achievement myself. As usual, the next question followed suit:

’How did you put me there?’ Oh oh… but thankfully, she just kept on talking: ‘By hand?’

She had made it simple for me: ‘Yes, by hand!’ – Otherwise I would definitely have been at a loss for an answer! She was satisfied with the answer and I could practically see her mind racing to further conclusions:

’So Babbaji put you in Ammaji’s belly?’

Yes! You cannot imagine how beautiful this talk was, when she made all these connections, understood that I contributed in creating her in her mother’s belly! It was a simple explanation that is understandable for her – and she could transfer the concept to her grandmother and grandfather as well!

Yesterday Thomas told her a story about a few fish. One was the mother fish, one the father fish and one baby. Apra took this point and told Thomas the whole story of how I put her into Ma’s belly and how she was then very small in there!

At three years and three months, our daughter has a basic understanding of how children come into this world. We are daily in awe about the speed of children’s minds and love how natural this all is with our little girl!