Given that this title is straight out of a biology text, I’m sure you’re all expecting yet another post about our aches and pains. WRONG. Allow me to explain. My doctor sons-in-law sometimes have, shall we say, an unusual way of describing day-to-day life experiences. They’re both just a bit nerdy and so smart that the rest of the family spends a lot of our time together in open-mouthed amazement. Oh my. The things that they say. Let me give you an example.
When a young couple is expecting their first child, they often invent a pet name for the fetus. The Big Irishman always referred to our unborn children as Waldo. I can remember him patting my tummy and saying, “How’s Waldo today?” Very cute, huh? You can imagine my amazement when Scott arrived home for lunch one day when I was visiting, patted Meghann on her newly pregnant belly and sweetly asked, “Is our little Blastocyst having a good day.” I nearly fell over. Now, I really enjoy referring to our grandchildren as “Our blastocysts.” Using this term makes me feel exceptionally smart and also attributes an additional specialness to four children who the whole world knows are truly phenomenal and also exceptional.
For my new readers – a quick re-introduction to our older Blastocysts. Roscoe was three in November and continues to amaze us on a daily basis. He is extremely bright and very strong-willed. His imagination is legendary. He is able to contribute to conversations about a variety of topics. He speaks often and fluently about a secret house in the woods and an imaginary sister who lives there.
Little Dude and his Princess.
And Miss Eloise. She’s our party girl. Any thing is an excuse for a party. She wakes up every morning and promptly announces which of her dolls is having a birthday that particular day. Then she sings “Happy Birthday” and practices blowing out candles. Her mama calls her “Buddy.”
What a gorgeous bed head.
Now allow me to introduce our new little Blastos.
Shepherd was born in September. He is the happiest baby in all of Babydom. In fact, the whole family calls him “Mr. Giggles.” He’s more than willing to play with anyone – as long as he can see his mama.
What a great smile.
And last, but certainly not least, is Miss Olive. She will be two months old on the June 26th. She is delightful – another super happy babe. Olive is a great sleeper, a great eater and SHE DOESN’T SPIT UP. She spends most of her waking hours concentrating on her primary goal in life: to set the “World Cheeks Record.”
Movy's sweet baby girl.
As you can see, I’m a lucky woman. Thank you Perpetua for sharing your heart with me.
