I mean growing up as a kid before you left home. (Not asking about grown children who have become caregivers for an elderly parent and may now be assisting with personal care.)
What were the circumstances? Was it shocking, titillating, or just routine/taken for granted? Were nakedness/physical modesty/privacy (or lack of) a big deal in your home?
Throw in any other details you think we might enjoy.
For myself, no to both. In fact, I never saw my mother in sleepwear (pajamas, nightgown, robe), lying in bed, or asleep. I did see my father napping, but he always wore a t-shirt with sleeves. I don’t think I ever saw him bare-chested. Privacy was a huge big deal.
When you answer, give an idea of your age or what decade you grew up in (e.g., year of high school graduation). I graduated from h.s. in 1966.
Yes to both. My father would often shave naked while I was doing whatever in the bathroom. I thought it was a little wierd, but apparently he didn’t.
And I once walked into their bedroom without knocking. Mom was in there. I asked the normal questions, “What are those?” and “What’s that?” Kudos to her for taking it all in stride and not freaking out.
This would have been in the mid-60s, when I was maybe 4 or 5.
Yes, all the time. My parents weren’t very modest. There weren’t any circumstances involved. They just didn’t worry about hiding anything when they were getting out of the shower or while they were getting dressed. I graduated high school in 1991.
Countless times. They slept naked, walked around naked… hell they still do sometimes when I visit. And of course my dad took me in the shower a few times, like when I had nits (I think the american term is cooties).
I’d seen my mom naked hundreds of times. In changing rooms, mainly, but still plenty naked. My mom was big on affirmative displays of body positivity (from this sentence alone, I think the OP could almost guess that I was born in 1975). So she would never cringe or hide, if there was some reasonable reason to be briefly naked. She would just go about her business in a matter of fact way. I’d seen my dad naked a couple of times, mostly opening a bathroom door at the wrong time or whatever. Not my favorite but not a big deal.
It’s not like we were nudists in the home though. Normally, we all went about clothed and the desire for physical privacy was always respected. But there was never any message: you have to cover yourself. If we had WANTED to wander around naked, my parents would not have stopped us, I don’t think (but we didn’t want to). In summer camp we had communal showers so being naked around other women is really not a big deal to me.
Four people and one bathroom in a small house, parents both slept nude. No big deal, just politely averted my eyes when brushing my teeth. Little kid 70’s, graduated late 80’s.
I was born in the early 60s. We had only boys in our family, so (maybe that’s why) my father would walk to the bathroom and back naked in the evening at times. We had a small, one bathroom, three bedroom house. Probably in locker rooms once or twice.
I walked into the bathroom once while my mother was in the tub. I must have been around 4 or 5. Not a huge deal, but I would have preferred it never happened.
I’ve seen my father naked plenty of times in locker rooms and the like. My mother, never.
I saw my sister naked when we were kids – they used to bathe us together as toddlers.
I recall seeing them naked when I was a little kid in the early '70s.
When my little brother was a senior in high school, he came home early one Friday night, with friends, to find Dad going down on Mom on the living room floor. Awkward…
My brother and I saw plenty of Mom because we all showered together when we were littl’uns. I learned quickly that I’d rather just keep my eyes on my feet.
My Dad wasn’t around long (naked or otherwise), but I do remember the time at my grandma’s house when we peeped in on my uncle “taking a nap” with his girlfriend. We were quite impressed with his boner…didn’t know what he was so annoyed about.
My dad was pretty shameless and strutted around in the buff all the time, and while my mom was modest, I got my share of accidental looks, plus some on purpose when I was a toddler and she assumed that her sweet little boy was incapable of recognizing and comprehending what he was seeing*. She was wrong.
[*This also included taking me to ladies’ locker rooms, where the T and A and bushes are still vivid to me to this day.]
Not completely naked, but in their underwear. Even that was only a transitional state. My mom would sometimes iron her blouse for work wearing just her bra and slip. Or she would change with me in the room - but she did that in stages so she was never all the way naked.
My dad split the scene when I was rather young but I recall that I did see him in the bathroom once with his pants down. I didn’t see anything other than his knees, but I don’t remember every seeing him in shorts or a bathing suit so as far as I know that was the only time I ever saw them.
These are interesting anecdotes. I guess I should have asked the posters to mention their gender, since it’s not always obvious from screen names.
It’s interesting how people seem to assume that toddler won’t notice or remember the uniquely adult features of naked adult bodies, when, in fact, they can make a lasting impression.
No, but in their underwear. Dad will occasionally be in his skivs while I’m walking down the hall (their bedroom door is at the end of the hall) and mom I’ve changed with a few times (I’m female) but neither of us took off our underwear.
My family isn’t “OMG BODIES!” prude but there’s no real reason to see each other butt naked.
I heard noises eminating from my parents bedroom, I decided to investigate and opened the door without knocking. (I was 8 ish) My mom shooed me back to bed and in the morning explained to me that she was “having a bad dream”. I remember asking her if dad was having a naked bad dream too.
Dad, once or twice while I was a toddler. I recall commenting on his genitals. That’s the last time I saw him without bottoms on. Mom, also when I was a small child - I had a couple of baths where it was easier for her to just climb in the tub with me (usually she’d just sit in the bathroom while I bathed to make sure I didn’t trash the place or drown myself). I saw my sister (she’s a few years younger) naked during diaper changes and bathing.
