I eventually found a dusty old Dr. Spock parenting book in the basement. It had a couple of pages on puberty, and I read them over and over. My friend had one of the “real” puberty books, and I remember sneaking peeks at it when I was over at her place.
The thing was, I wanted the information — it was just too embarrassing to listen to my mom say it. We covered it a bit in school, but I mostly remember everyone blushing and giggling and waiting for it to be over.
Here are the books I mention in the article: