And then I think, how can this be how can I have a daughter so old, how can i be a ............ granny............ I just don't feel old enough to be a granny. I mean grannies are supposed to be, old, with wrinkles, and slippers, grey haired, smelling like lavender, be able to sit and knit and drink copius amounts of tea, served from tea pots in white China cups, well I already am a positive on one of these traits ......... I drink tea............ Grannies are supposed to stay home and bake, and feed stray cats..... aren't they.........
I was with my daughter the day she went into the chemist to buy "THE" home pregnancy test kit.. we couldn't decide whether to buy the expensive one, in case it was going to become a piece of the babies history, or whether to buy the cheap one, in case it was a false alarm. Well as there had been a few false alarms, we decided to go with the cheap one.......... and old Murphy was working again...
I got a call that night and I quote "Its double lines".......... what, huh, how am I to know that double lines means, my life as i know it is about to change and I am going to be A GRANNY......
