I have two friends who online call themselves Christiaan Huygens and the Bean (not to be confused with Mr. Bean). Christiaan and the Bean have been trying to have a baby for nine years. We're talking in-vitro, adoption, the whole nine yards. Much of this is chronicled in Christiaan's podcast over the past year or so.
Just a month or so ago they announced that they have miraculously conceived. This is without science or chemicals or the State of New York or anything. It just happened the old-fashioned way after they had resigned themselves to remaining childless.
I am so happy for them because I know they will be very good parents and because they have been wanting it for so long and because they are great people and because they love Disney. What kid wouldn't consider him/herself lucky to end up with parents like that?
Anyhow, I can't pretend to know the joy they must be feeling, but I can say that I have tasted a bit of it. I was wading through my garden just this morning, pulling aside all the fruitless pumpkin and watermelon vines, getting ready to make room for more pachysandra when what did I find?
A pumpkin!!!
The little bugger is about 4 inches long and I have an appointment at the obstetrician next week. For those of you who are interested, I'll be registering at Home Depot for my pumpkin baby registry.
Now comes the next chapter of my life: Protecting the Pumpkin
I hope this guy does not live in my neighborhood:
Oh, the humanity!
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