64 Year Old Mom, but not Mine :)
I love you, Mom. And for anyone wondering… this story is not about her, hehe.
In honor of Jane Groman Roberts’ birthday ;), I thought I’d share this recent news story I came across.
With all the new technology regarding fertility recently, a 64-year-old friend of mine was able to give birth.
When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, I went to visit.
‘May I see the new baby?’ I asked
‘Not yet,’ She said ‘I’ll make coffee and we can visit for a while first.’
Thirty minutes had passed, and I asked, ‘May I see the new baby now?’
‘No, not yet,’ She said.
After another few minutes had elapsed, I asked again, ‘May I see the baby now?’
‘No, not yet,’ replied my friend.
Growing very impatient, I asked, ‘Well, when can I see the baby?’
‘When he cries!’ she told me.
‘WHEN HE CRIES?’ I demanded.
‘Why do I have to wait until he CRIES?’
‘BECAUSE I FORGOT WHERE I PUT HIM, O.K.?!!!!’