This was requested over on Tumblr. I did a bit of research into periods in the 1920s and I found out that the average age of girls getting their period is getting younger and younger. I'm going to attach a graph at the end to show you what I mean.
Aunt Polly has been away at Ada's house helping with baby Karl so I've been stuck at home with my brothers looking after me. Last night I didn't feel to good, it was a feeling I couldn't quite pin point so I decided to just go to bed and go to sleep. This morning however, I wake up to the sunlight lighting up the room. Still not feeling right I grown getting out of bed, but something catches my eye. Am I unwell and shit myself? No it's a dark red... blood. I scream louder than I ever have before, I'm dying. That's it. The sound of feet rushing up the stairs is heard, then they burst through the door, my 3 brothers all with worried faces "What's wrong?" Tommy asks panicking "Tommy...." Arthur looks at my bed nervously "Ok are you hurt?" "I don't think so" "Has someone done something to you, like have they touched you?" John asks "No. I... Tommy what's wrong with me?" I ask panicking even more "Are you sure your not hurt?" Tommy asks one more time "No. Am I dying?" I stutter out nervously "Ok" Tommy breathes out "What I'm dying?" "What? No. YN it's your monthly" John says "My monthly?" I ask confused "Yes. You know, Pol told you about it right?" Tommy asks "Errrm... maybe" I try to think about a conversation that we may have had "Ok well why don't you have a bath, clean yourself up, I'll see if I can find you some clothe rags or something" John says leaving my room "We can talk more about this once your cleaned up" Arthur gently says.
After cleaning myself up I notice my bed has been stripped for me. I head to the living room where everyone is sat "Here" John gives me some rags and explains to me to put them on my underwear so do just that. When I return I sit back down with my brothers, John is the first to explain things "So once a month you will have a bleed, it's normal and at first they can be irregular. So you might not have one next month or in 3 months who knows" "I think most girls have their first one at 14 years of age" Tommy says "I'm 15 though, why am I having it late?" "I'm not sure YN but some girls do" John explains "Your monthly basically means you can have a baby, which your not because you are going to be married and be much much older" Arthur points at me "When you are older and married and you want a baby, having your monthly will tell you that you aren't pregnant, but like Arthur said that won't be for a while. Got it" "Yeah" I nod replying to Tommy "Good. Now how are you feeling?" "My tummy feels weird. Not sick but just.... Weird I don't know how to explain it" "I remember Ada saying that heat helps her" John looks at our older brothers "I'll get a hot bottle for you. You just lie down and relax" Arthur tells me "I'll grab you a book to read from your room and Tommy will make you some soup" "He will?" I ask excitedly. Yes my brother isn't one to eat much, but what a lot of people don't know is he is a pretty good cook! I may not have my aunt Polly here or Ada, but my brothers will look after me. I know they will.
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