Pink

So, I have really neglected the blog this semester! I have lots of excuses: busy, busy, still busy, but I know you don’t really want to hear that, so instead of complaining about being busy I’m going to post the short story I recently wrote for my creative writing class.

Yes, I can relate to the main character in the story, but please note that it is not about my own experience. It’s a completely fictional piece that was inspired by life in a small mormon community my first year of marriage.

Pink

It was pink. It was definitely pink. Lisa peed on another stick. Yep, still pink.

Last month Lisa had missed a day of “the pill”, but she doubled up the next day like she was supposed to. So they were covered right? Lisa had assumed they were covered and had told Jon not to worry. Lisa was wrong, and now she was staring at a stick wondering if there was some way her pee could have gotten mixed up with the pregnant tenant in 108. Here in 105 there were no babies. In 105 we didn’t believe in babies just yet.

When Lisa and Jon were dating they talked about having children. Lisa just knew Jon would make a great daddy, and Jon knew Lisa would be the very best mom. They wanted four kids, two girls and two boys. Their children would be perfect and they would live happily ever after. That was while they were dating, when they were in that idyllic stars in the eyes phase. Now that they were married things were just a little bit different. Jon wanted to wait at least two years to start their perfect family, and Lisa wasn’t so sure she could handle four kids.

They agreed to wait for babies. They were still in school and they knew that minimum wage as a shoe salesman wasn’t going to cover diapers and formula. Lisa had been content with that decision, but staring at the pink stick she found herself grappling with reality.

After the initial panic and a warm shower Lisa began to fantasize about the new baby. She did love babies, and if it was here, it was here. Lisa knew she and Jon would be good parents. She knew they would love the baby and do everything they could to help it live a happy life. Lisa only had one problem, how to tell Jon.

Lisa didn’t really know how he would react. They had only been married three months, and every day was still an adventure. Would he dance with joy? Choke with shock? Yell with anger?

Lisa didn’t know, but she did know she needed to tell him creatively. That’s just how she did things. She once asked him to a college dance by filling his room with hundreds of mason jars of gold fish and a big poster reading, “Of all the fish in the sea, I hope you pick me!”

So Lisa got brainstorming. She decided she would let him figure it out himself by fixing him a dinner of “hints”. She would make baby carrots, baby corn, and baby lamb. Jon loved mutton. So Lisa went to the grocery store and got everything ready.

She happily nervously prepared the meal. She was so anxious she got it done an hour before Jon got home and she fell asleep on the couch.

She woke up to the fire alarm and Jon screaming, “Lisa! Lisa! What the Heck are you doing in here! You can’t take a nap with food in the oven!”

Oh crap, she had forgotten to turn the oven off and now the mutton was ruined! Lisa and Jon quickly cleared out the smoke and threw out the burnt lamb. Lisa sniffling the entire time, what would she do now? How would she tell him?

Jon thought she was just upset over the expensive meat and tried to comfort her. “It’s ok darling. I’m sorry I yelled. It happens. Come on, why don’t I take you out for dinner?”

It wasn’t what she had in mind, but Lisa wiped her eyes and grabbed her purse. Life doesn’t always turn out as you plan.

They went to McDonald’s, the best their meager budget could afford after burning the expensive meat, and Lisa ordered a kid’s meal hoping she could give Jon hints that way.

The place was crowded with young families and crazy kids. The only open booth was right next to the fun balls, the most popular spot for the smallest children. Lisa thought this could be good. They could ooh and awe over the sweet little things. Soon after they sat down and started talking Lisa started dropping her hints.

“Jon, did you notice that I got the kid’s meal?”

“You always get the kid’s meal dear.”

“Yes, well I think we’ll be getting a lot more kid’s meals in the future.”

“Honey, we really can’t afford to come to McDonald’s that often.”

Lisa was so nervous she was ready to just blurt it out.

“Jon, we’re pregnant!”

Just as the words left her lips a toddler fell out of the balls and began screaming loudly.

“I can’t hear you dear!”

Lisa tried again, “Jon darling, we’re going to have a baby!”

“Yes, I agree, all of these babies are really annoying!”

Lisa’s eyes welled up, “No, Jon I…”

And with that she gave up.

“Let’s just go!”

Jon began to gather their things as Lisa lamented that of course, he heard that part.

They jumped in the car, and unable to contain the news any more, Lisa once again tried to broach the subject.

“Jon I have something really important to tell you.”

“Ok.”

“Jon, we’re…” there was a bump, and a small bang. The same family who’s little one had ruined the moment inside had just backed into the car.

“D—–* it!”

“Jon, don’t swear!” Lisa said in agony as she watched Jon jump from the car and begin a tirade against the offenders.

Lisa stepped from the car and sadly looked over at the haggard mother. She was only a couple of years older than Lisa.

“I’m so sorry! The baby missed his nap this afternoon and Don can only take so much crying. He just got distracted and… ” she trailed off.

“It’s alright. It just matches the other dents.” Lisa tried to smile as she surveyed the already beat up car.

After a while, Lisa and the young mother were able to calm the men down enough to exchange insurance information and be on their way.

As they jumped in the car one more time Lisa was so frustrated, flustered, and just plain annoyed that she started to cry.

“Oh honey! It’s ok. The car will be fine.”

“Jon just stop! Can’t you tell I’ve been trying to talk to you about something important all night! Can’t you see that I’m flustered? Isn’t it obvious that I need to talk to you? /!”

Jon just stared at her, she had never yelled at him before.

“Jon you idiot! We’re pregnant!”

And with that there was another bump and small bang as Jon ran into the car in front of them.