Friday Firsts: First . (Period)

(Read about Red’s “first” over at The Naked Redhead)

Oh my, oh my, oh dinosaurs. Do you all really want to hear about my first period? Have you no shame? Have I no shame?

I don’t remember how old I was the first time Aunt Flo’ (God, I hate that term) came to visit-I *think* I was in 7th grade. What I do remember was that I had spent the night at a friend’s house and woke up to an unpleasant surprise in my new bikini-style underwear. After shyly asking my friend for “something” to aid me in my current situation, I stuck the phonebook-sized pad to my undies and headed to my softball game. Where I had to pitch. And run. And slide.

Though I had a hard time pulling my thought away from the inevitable red spot that was sure to make an appearace on the backside of my tight-fitting gray uniform pants, I made it through the game without incident, and fortunately, all my mom said to me when i told her was “This is where we keep ‘the stuff.’”

Never was I so thankful for my mother’s ability to understate an occasion.

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