LifeQs
Jane Elizabeth Andrion Griffin
Josey A.
Even though I came from a line of reproductively blessed women (your great grandmother had 18 children), I decided to starting using a fertility monitor just in case I wasn't blessed with those genes. One day in July 2014, your cousin Belladonna, as I affectionately call her, saw the monitor and asked, like any inquisitive 4 year old would, "Auntie, what's that?" I explained how it worked. A bright spirited girl, as I'm sure you've come to know, she gave me an I-understand-smile and half skipped out of the room. I thought for certain that she didn't understand. As she was walking down the stairs, your grandma was walking up the stairs, and I heard Belladonna say, "Grandma, we're gonna have a baby soon! The auntie with the modidor. Not the auntie with the baby [your Auntie Elizabeth], she doesn't need a modidor." (People have come to learn to stop underestimating that girl!)
Even though I'm a lucky girl, I used the "modidor" religiously in July and August to increase my fertility odds. One night in August 2014, I prematurely took a pregnancy test, though according to the instructions, I was within the appropriate time frame. I woke up your dad and said, "I'm not pregnant." He sat up and asked excitedly, "You're pregnant?" I said, "No, I'm NOT pregnant." He sleepily said, "Oh" and went right back to sleep as if I never woke him (one of his many talents).
The next night, I was having dinner with your Auntie Nikale and your cousins Jack and Kate at Stacked (not a spin off of Hooters), and Auntie Nikale said, "You're pregnant!" I told her that I wasn't. She insisted claiming she has a sense about these things. I insisted that I wasn't per the negative pregnancy test. Your Auntie Nikale, as I'm sure you've come to know, doesn't like to be wrong (a common trait among older sisters), so she continued to persist. A couple of nights later, I decide to test your Auntie Nikale's sixth sense, and I took another pregnancy test -- POSITIVE!! I immediately woke up your dad to tell him the news (I may have called your Auntie Elizabeth first (smiley face) and possibly your grandma (bigger smiley face)). "I'm pregnant!" "You're pregnant?" "Yes!" He smiled and said, 'I'm so excited; I don't think I can go back to sleep!!!!" And then he face planted into the pillow and went right back to sleep. It was like Groundhog's Day...he was sleeping so soundly, you would think I had delivered the exact same disappointing news that I did a few nights before. Your Auntie Nikale was right (as older sisters usually are (wink wink))!
Even though I'm a lucky girl, I used the "modidor" religiously in July and August to increase my fertility odds. One night in August 2014, I prematurely took a pregnancy test, though according to the instructions, I was within the appropriate time frame. I woke up your dad and said, "I'm not pregnant." He sat up and asked excitedly, "You're pregnant?" I said, "No, I'm NOT pregnant." He sleepily said, "Oh" and went right back to sleep as if I never woke him (one of his many talents).
The next night, I was having dinner with your Auntie Nikale and your cousins Jack and Kate at Stacked (not a spin off of Hooters), and Auntie Nikale said, "You're pregnant!" I told her that I wasn't. She insisted claiming she has a sense about these things. I insisted that I wasn't per the negative pregnancy test. Your Auntie Nikale, as I'm sure you've come to know, doesn't like to be wrong (a common trait among older sisters), so she continued to persist. A couple of nights later, I decide to test your Auntie Nikale's sixth sense, and I took another pregnancy test -- POSITIVE!! I immediately woke up your dad to tell him the news (I may have called your Auntie Elizabeth first (smiley face) and possibly your grandma (bigger smiley face)). "I'm pregnant!" "You're pregnant?" "Yes!" He smiled and said, 'I'm so excited; I don't think I can go back to sleep!!!!" And then he face planted into the pillow and went right back to sleep. It was like Groundhog's Day...he was sleeping so soundly, you would think I had delivered the exact same disappointing news that I did a few nights before. Your Auntie Nikale was right (as older sisters usually are (wink wink))!