Moments I want to remember...

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Welcome to Womanhood

Well, just when I think I have no excitement in to my life, God shows me. Last night was an experience I was not prepared for and don’t think I could have possibly prepared myself for no matter what I did. Men, you may not want to read this, it’s a welcome to womanhood.

I am getting my daughters’ ready for bed and Tricia tell me she has a cut on her pee-pee, so, (not sympathetic) I tell her to put some cream on it and get to bed. It’s about 10:20 now. I go in the room to hug and kiss them good night and Tricia is crying, so now I am a little freaked out. I ask her what’s wrong, what’s the problem and finally she says, there’s blood, a lot of it and I am scared. So, I tell her to get out of bed and show me the cut, I take her in to my room and she shows me her panties, sure enough there’s a red stripe. I lay her down and say, “Show me where it hurts.” Now, women, we all know if we have a cut down there, it hurts, it doesn’t matter how little it is, it hurts, so you can imagine my surprise when she says, “It doesn’t hurt.”, now I am not in anyway, shape, or form thinking it’s her period, and than BOOM, it hits me like a ton of bricks and I feel like I am going to throw up.

Me: It doesn’t hurt?
Tricia: Nope, but it’s bleeding and I am scared
Me: Go in the bathroom and wipe yourself and tell me if there is blood
Her: Yes, it’s still bleeding
Me: (totally freaking out at this point and trying to remain cool, “big smile on face”, is what I keep repeating to myself) Baby, you got your period, how exciting (grab her and give her a big hug, smash her in to my chest so she can not see my true expression, cause the kid can read me like a book) Welcome, you are now a young lady, this is wonderful.
Her: What, what does this mean?
Me: You are a young lady now, this is very exciting (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)
Her: Now what, do I have to get a stick
Me: No, why don’t you call grandma and I will run to the store and get you some pads and show you how to use them

So, I am so out of my mind right now, I drive all the way to the store on the phone with Aimee/ Barbie freaking out and get there and realized all I grabbed was my phone, smokes and a lighter, NO MONEY. So, I drive back, get money and go back to the store and search through the isle with Barbie on the phone trying to pick out a good one for her so she is comfortable. Then, the poor kid, I get home and she is sleeping already and I am trying to wake her up. “Mom, please in the morning, I am so tired, show me in the morning.”, of course I made her get up and showed her and then snuggled her back in to bed and drank my 22 of beer I grabbed while I was at the store.

The ironic part of this whole event is I took the to the doctors last week and we had a whole discussion about it, at the doctors and than on the way home, so she wasn’t freaked out at all. Her sister on the other hand was very and all she wanted to know is, “When is mine coming!!!!” Poor thing, I am so glad it was Tricia first, cause it would have been an entirely different night.


  • I'm at a loss for words except for "HOLY SHIT!" :-D

    Our babies are turning into Ladies!

    Welcome to Womanhood party will be fun. ;-)

    By Blogger Claudette, At 11:37 AM  

  • BTW, the pic looks like casper w/a rope up his ass.

    Heh, cute.

    By Blogger Claudette, At 11:48 AM  

  • I think I was too shocked this morning to actually formulate a response other than:


    And I am all for a little ladies lunch. Even though she is still a baby. DO YOU HEAR ME TRICIA? YOU ARE STILL A BABY! YOU USED TO COO AND MAKE CUTE LITTLE BABY NOISES WHILE SLEEPING ON MY CHEST! Don't grow up, please?

    By Blogger Marci (aka Baby Banana), At 5:19 PM  

  • Oh and I don't want to attend a womanhood party, if casper butt ropes are invited. Just thought I'd throw that out there.

    By Blogger Marci (aka Baby Banana), At 5:20 PM  

  • Uhm......what happened to my post. boo....

    By Blogger MG, At 5:38 PM  

  • I want to go to see Casper butt ropes. I am wigged out about this. WIGGED OUT. I am not prepared for this. Not prepared at all.

    By Blogger Buggie, At 10:04 PM  

  • Last night was an eventful one and She is doing so good, but as we are laying in my bed before she is getting ready to go to sleep my baby says, "Mom, I feel different since yesterday" and I don't even know how to respond, I just want to scream!!! ME TOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I am glad all of you are reactting the same way and are as shaocked as I am though. She is very excited about lunch and I promise no Caspers are invited, or "Sticks" as she calls them.

    By Blogger Harmony, At 8:25 AM  

  • Awww... she feels 'different'? That's so beautiful. Wow, I'm getting veklempt over here. Love my little pawtnah. Will have to get us some more matching Tee shirts so that we can be matching when I take her to happy hour with me. ;-)

    Ohh Oh Ohhhh, I need to play Shania's "Damn, I feel like a woman" and have her sing it at the top of her lungs w/me!!!! Yay!!!!

    By Blogger Claudette, At 9:41 AM  

  • No HH yet for my Baby!!!!! I will beat your $^%&*%*^*%^*&^(*^&$%$#%@)

    You got it, I need to hold on to my little one, even though she is not so little anymore. I tried to get her to elaborate on what she was feeling, but she couldn't express(explain) it.

    Oh just kidding, I would never beat anything on you!

    By Blogger Harmony, At 10:09 AM  

  • :-) I know, you may give me one of those 'stern looks' of yours that hurt worse than $%&#&^$%# beatings. heh.

    Ok, ok, no HH yet. I'll wait till she's 15 like I did. HA!!!

    By Blogger Claudette, At 11:52 AM  

  • Ohhh, make her start journaling though. Does she?

    By Blogger Claudette, At 11:52 AM  

  • We started journaling together as a group again, but haven't done it in a few weeks, once school starts routines will be much easier to follow.

    By Blogger Harmony, At 8:32 AM  

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