TW: Menstruation. Stupid Mother Nature

I was 10 I think.  I was a the beauty shop, getting my hair pressed.  I was wearing my favorite pink sweatsuit.  I went to the bathroom and I saw it and my first thought was Damn!

My mom had told me all about it.  I was ready.  I knew it was gonna happen, but I was pissed none the less.

I don’t think I told her about it at first.  But when she did find out, probably the next day, she was confused.  She asked me why I didn’t tell her.  I lied and said I didn’t know what it was.  I don’t know why I lied.

Amazingly she didn’t call me on my bullshit.  She knew she had told me about it a hundred times.  She simply took me to the store and bought me some pads.  And when I complained about their hugeness, she told me about having periods in 1963 and how the pads had their very on harness system and how much that sucked.  I stopped complaining.

She also told me her story, about being sent home from school when she was about my age and telling my great-grandmother who lived with my mom and my Granny.  My great-granny did the only thing that made sense to her, considering her period years were long gone.  She got a towel and some safety pins and fashioned a diaper for my mom until my Granny got home from work. 

We laughed and laughed at that and my mom reminded me how lucky I was.

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