Do You Know What You ARE Wearing?

Amanda Perkins

A guest post by Amanda Perkins When I was reading the Republic newspaper online last week, I came across the article about Lisa Elifritz suing a tampon company to try and get them to label their product with what is REALLY in there. Come on, we should all what to know what is in the little cotton with a string that we are putting in our bodies! We all have a right to know, don’t we? Sadly while I never had the pleasure of getting to know Amy, I am no stranger to losing a loved one.  Amy … [Read more...]

It’s THAT Time . . .

Christine

A guest post by Christine:  a full-time working, cloth diapering, baby-wearing, co-sleeping mother of one. She writes regularly on her own blog: Thoughts of Fluff. It's THAT time... Your "period", your "time of the month", "Aunt Flo", "crimson wave", "cycle", "girly time"…whatever you call it, I dreaded it. I started my cycle when I was 14 years old. My mother was a pad user, so, naturally, that's what I started with, too. I hated them. They were crinkly and made me feel like I was … [Read more...]

How You ARE Loved Changed My Life

Tara Bruley

A guest post by Tara Bruley, founder of Be Prepared Period In contrast to the many Toxic Shock Syndrome stories on You ARE Loved's site, mine is not one of illness, loss or pain. I am a lucky one!   Getting Started with Tampons I started my menstrual journey at 15 the way most girls do: using pads.  I never got along with them, and hated the "diapery" feeling and the odor. My mom solely used tampons, so I was naturally curious about them. After only a few cycles of using … [Read more...]

From Taboo to Embrace – Sabrina’s Story

Sabrina

A guest post by Sabrina Cravens Menstruation: it's something many girls look forward to with either dread or excitement. As a rite of passage into womanhood, they understand that their "time of the month" will define who they are from their first period on. For me, it was something I was completely unaware of. Periods, and everything involved with them, were a taboo subject in my house. My mother's mother never talked to her about it, so she felt she had no reason to talk to me about it. It … [Read more...]