teens and birth control

The day I turned 13, my mother took me to Planned Parenthood. I. Was. MORTIFIED.

You are going to do what? With that what? For the next five LONG minutes, I thought of Dorothy and flying away in a twister and arriving somewhere over the rainbow. With little people offering me treats and talking animals and flying monkeys and maybe just a touch of whatever drug L. Frank Baum was taking when he created that book.

After the torture had come to an end, the doctor asked if we had any questions. I quickly responded, “NO,” and stared at the door. Get me the hell out of here.

And then? The most horrifying, embarrassing, GOD AWFUL words came out of my mother’s mouth. “We would like to get Steffie on the pill.”

Ummm. NO. WE. WOULDN’T.

“Oh,” the doctor responded looking at me like I was a two bit floozy sluttin’ my skinny cheerleading ass all over town.

I wanted to die. DIE I TELL YOU.

My mother got pregnant with me when she was a senior in high school. Her life forever altered in a way she has never gotten over. She was determined that I not get pregnant. So? At the fresh age of 13, I was put on the pill.

WOO HOO. A ticket to having sex as often as I wanted. That is what some people would tell you. Give a kid a condom and watch them turn into crazed sex having heathens. Yes?

I didn’t. I wanted to. But I didn’t. As a matter of fact, my nickname in high school was blue balls. TERRIBLE at the time, but something I am quite proud of now. Not until I was out of high school, hopelessly in love and planning to get married did I have sex. (I never married him. Thank you sweet baby Fate for your foresight.)

Which brings me to this. I have two teenage boys. While I would prefer they not have sex in high school, the numbers are not on my side. Almost 50% of American teens between the ages of 15 and 19 have sex. That means statistically one of my two boys will.

It is my plan to buy condoms for them, along with the, “I would hope you wait but that I know there is a possibility of you having sex,” disucssion.

HOWEVER, I will, as is my parenting philosophy, give them a plan. You know, just in case those hormones rage one night and they do what 50% of teens do and give in. I want them to have in their wallet the safety that is a condom.

What are your thoughts on this topic. Will you provide your teens with birth control? Did you? Please feel free to respectfully agree or disagree with me in the comment section below.