Sometimes during the last week at school, Boy-o found out about c-sections, due, it seems, to a child in his class explaining that her new sibling was coming via caesarian. Boy-o has been asking questions here and there about c-sections - Why does the baby get cut out of the tummy, does it hurt, etc. But nothing our parenting senses really saw as out of the ordinary.
Last night, we had a kinda hilarious conversation with Boy-o, stemming from questions about whose belly he grew in, I grew in, L. grew in, etc. etc. It was funny. I wish I'd recorded it for posterity. But then we also had a lengthy conversation about how babies come out. We talked about vaginal deliveries and c-sections. He hung on every word. (You should've seen the look on his face when we told him that he came into the world via my vagina - priceless). And then we discovered where all the questions had been coming from.
Poor Boy-o had spent the better part of the week being terrified that someone was going to cut open his belly and pull out a baby. Poor little dude. We gently explained to him that he couldn't actually grow a baby in his belly, and far from being dissapointed, he was WAY relieved. Palpably.
Turns out c-sections might be a bit, um, much for the junior kindergarten crowd. And - thus begins our search for queer appropriate 'where do babies come from' type books.
(Wish me luck with that one!)