‘Thank you, Easter Bunny’
One always breathes a sigh of relief when her period comes. Lately, it’s few and far between when I have an opportunity to get some, but no matter how careful you are, you always wonder if this is going to be the time that you get *caught.* I didn’t think this would be the time, but I’ll admit to having wondered what the hell I’d do if … well, never mind. I’m off the hook again. But it’s a little sad, too. It’s not that I am all baby-happy and what not, but I think if ever I should find myself in the situation again, I’ll be ready this time to make a go of it.
I’ll be 29 next month. I think I just officially hit the snooze button on the biological clock for the first time. For now, the Easter basket is empty, and the proverbial rabbit isn’t dead yet. Here’s to hoping the eggs don’t expire anytime soon, ’cause I think Mom’s in for a long wait for grandmotherhood status!