Babysitter's Worst Nightmare

So, I'd had "the talk" from my mom and school had done it's part to clue me in, but I didn't know when that day was going to come when I was that much closer to "becoming a woman". One night in July between 6th and 7th grade, I was babysitting for some people who went to our church. I knew them a little but I'd never babysat for them before. We were all watching a movie and I had to use the bathroom and discovered a brownish stain, much to my horror. I didn't know what to do, and Ididn't have a single pad or anything with me. After I got out, I checked on the kids and then escaped upstairs to call my mom. She said she was very proud of my courage to call and tell her and not to be scared. I asked her what I should do because I didn't have anything and she told me the typical places in a woman's house where she keeps those sorts of things. She explained how to use a pad over the phone and I was left to snoop around the bathroom. I asked mom what I should tell the lady I was babysitting for because I felt horribly guilty that I was going to go snooping in her house, and my mom said I should just tell her because she'd understand. I found what I was looking for and the evening resumed. When the parents got home I pulled the mom aside, and not having the heart to tell her that it was my first one, I told her I'd gotten my period unexpectedly and went in her bathroom for a pad. She appreciated that I'd told her, but said I could help myself to anything in the house anytime. It was quite the experience for me, and I had to do it all without my mom except on the phone! I certainly wouldn't wish that experience on anyone =)