I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirl under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
~Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Aunt Flow, Where'd Ya Go?

So,
as I said before,
I have been really anxious lately,
and the other day I realized that I was supposed to 'start' a few Saturday's ago.

10 days late.
19 months apart.

(this is where you can imagine me freaking out)

I was a wreck.

I finally talked myself into going to my Doctor's office and taking a pregnancy test
and I can not begin to tell you how fast my breathing got and I really thought I was going to have a
melt down.

Right there in the waiting room.

But,....

The test was negative,
and Aunt Flow is here for a week's visit!

(i couldn't have needed her more than right now)

5 comments:

Always, Forever, NO MATTER WHAT said...

Oh my gosh!!! I would have been freaking out if I were you. As for me, I was hoping you were telling us that you were going to give me another neice or just maybe a nephew. I guess we'll be patient for now. =)

Unknown said...

Ya! You'll have to be.

kate said...

Umm.. I bet you were EXCITED for good ol flow!!! :)

Unknown said...

Kate, you have no idea.

Elder Larkin said...

Haha! Do you just hate it when Aunt Flo messes around with stuff like that?