Worrying doesn’t just run in the women of my family – it does marathons. And after hearing about a child abuse case in a pre-school California in the early 80’s, my mother was terrified of all the horrible ways my sisters and I could be kidnapped, killed, and molested (though not necessarily in that order). So she decided she ought to bring up “bad touching” pronto. But before she could address “bad touching,” she thought it only right to tell us kids – we were five and six at the time – about how good touching worked. So she sat us down on our family room couch one evening, gave us the basics, fielded a couple follow up questions, and without any pomp or circumstance, we had had “the talk.”
So many parents and children dread “the talk,” but before there was even time to fear it, it was over and done with for me. I always imagined I’d do things similarly with my own kids, but then I grew up, became an Orthodox Jew, got married, started a family and realized that I had no idea how I was going to handle this topic. How did Orthodox Jews discuss the facts of life with their kids anyway?
I had learned plenty since becoming religious – kosher, Shabbos, philosophy, Torah – my seminary covered a range of subjects. You could go (and I did) to classes around town to learn about parsha and halacha. But no one ever mentioned when or how you handled “the birds and the bees,” and as my oldest was approaching four, you guessed it, I was worried.
We went to a well-known outreach rabbi and rebbetzin for a Shabbos around when the worrying was intensifying. This woman had eight kids and seemed to have a very balanced approach, so I figured I’d pick her brain. Boy was she the right person to ask. She had actually given a class on the topic to a group of Jewish educators at an AJOP conference a few years earlier, but before she gave it, she interviewed a diverse group of Orthodox Jews: rabbis, teachers, mental health professionals, and the age they gave her for when to have “the talk” was anywhere from two years old to right before marriage.
What a relief it was for me to hear that in a matter like this there was a range of opinions and I could do whatever felt right. (P.S. – much closer to two than right before marriage!) I figured I’d just wait for my kids to bring it up. I even went and got pregnant again to help make the conversation natural! And as my belly grew each day, I wondered if and when my three and five your old would wonder how it happened. But alas, my daughters simply didn’t ask, so I didn’t tell.
Then, on a Shabbos morning, close to the end of my pregnancy, my 5 year old daughter asked why some eggs are eggs and others are chicks and I realized we finally had an opening to talk about how fertilization works for people too! I gave them the preface that what we were about to discuss was something very private and while they could ask follow up questions whenever they wanted to if it was just our family, they were never allowed to repeat this to their friends, or ask questions in mixed company. Thankfully they very much respected my rule and have felt comfortable enough to ask questions about this about this topic in private settings over the years.
Unlike the way my mom gave the talk, I used the word “tznius” (private) added in some ideas about how Hashem was part of the process of a mommy and daddy being together and a baby coming into the world. We are fortunate to send to an Orthodox Jewish day school which not only discusses puberty with the kids at the end of elementary school, they do a sex-ed talk in middle school as well. Each parent should figure out what works for their family, but I hope hearing about how we handled this gave you one less thing to worry about!