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I Feel Awkward Undressing in Front of My Toddler

Is it time to throw in the towel on just the towel?

This past week, I hopped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around me and started pulling my clothes out of drawers while Harrison played cars on the floor.  Then I dropped the towel and started putting on my underthings and while I was stepping into my Jockeys, Harrison looked up and laughed.  AT MY BOOBS.

He pointed and laughed and then stood up to point and try to grab them.  TO GRAB MY BOOBS, PEOPLE.  I quickly clutched my shirt to my chest and said, “Oh, no.  Those aren’t for you, buddy.”  Because let’s face the truth — boobs are new to him.  I didn’t nurse him, so it’s not like he sees them as a food group or a comfort.  Maybe they’re more commonplace for a toddler that’s still nursing, but for him they’re a foreign object on Momma’s chest that he doesn’t see on himself or Daddy.

So that got me wondering — is it time to stop getting naked in front of him?  Do I need to start being modest in front of my toddler?

What age does it become inappropriate to be naked in front of your child?

The last memory I have of my mom being naked in front of me is fuzzy and I think I was maybe three at best (I have several early two-years-old memories).  I NEVER remember seeing my father out of clothing or my brothers.  I grew up in a very modest house where I got the “talk” when I was ten that it was no longer appropriate to wrap myself in just a towel between the bathroom and my bedroom when there were three boys in the house.

I wore a bathrobe in college and I found myself wondering the other day if I should put one on as my nightgown was cut low and short.

Harrison is obviously starting to notice the differences between boys and girls, between mommies and daddies.  It’s natural for him to be curious and I respect that and don’t want to treat my body like it’s something to be ashamed of or hidden, but I do want to set correct boundaries between myself and him.  The truth is that I doubt I’d be feeling this same way if he was a girl, but then again, it might be my husband wondering if it was time he covered up.

Thoughts on this?

Is anyone else starting to feel that weirdness or am I just an overly-modest prude?


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