Mum who says it’s her duty to ensure her teen son’s a good lover… so they’ve discussed the most intimate details. Utterly toe-curling – or responsible modern parenting?
What would you wish for your son as he grows up? To triumph academically? To be a success in the workplace? Or to be a good lover?
While it goes without saying that I very much hope my 17-year-old son, Stanley, does well in life and is happy and content, I also wish him to be kind and thoughtful in the bedroom. I hope he’ll be able to satisfy a woman, both physically and emotionally.
After all, isn’t it my final job as his mother (and as a woman) to send him out into the world as considerate and respectful a husband or partner as he possibly can be?
These thoughts occurred to me the other morning as Stanley arrived home after a night out.
While I’ve suspected he’s been sexually active for some time now, all I’ve done is the traditional, cowardly thing of sheepishly slipping a box of condoms into his bedroom drawer and hoping for the best. We’ve never had a proper chat about the birds and the bees, or all the emotions that go hand-in-hand with a physical relationship.
It’s a conversation I’ve been meaning to have for a long time. While we’ve had no problem talking about drugs and alcohol, and the perils of both, I’ve repeatedly dodged this particular subject. My principle fear was that, as his middle-aged mother, he’d find the discussion agonising. As would I.
