Just before his fifth birthday my son asked me the infamous question that has frozen more than one parent before me, “Mum, where do babies come from?” My off the cuff reply was “from heaven.” “But mum, how do they get in a mummy’s tummy?” Under pressure, the best I could come up with was “by magic.” The torture continued, “how do they get out?”. “A doctor gets them out.” He seemed content and ran off to educate his three-year-old little brother about babies. Yet before I could wipe the sweat from my brow having just survived our first talk about the birds and the bees, I realised that next time my answers may need to be more reliant on the truth. But when will that next sex talk be?
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