What were the chances that I'd end up with, not one but two, infertile zucchini plants?
But then again, what were the chances that I'd be the one out of all my friends with two sets of twins?
Oh dear God...how He must laugh at my expense when things get rough.
So yeah, I have two zucchini plants, both of which are infertile...meaning the bees aren't doing their job, resulting in me having to self-pollinate the plants myself.
It sounds obscene and vulgar, doesn't it? A little bit like soft porn, if you ask me.
Perhaps I should light some candles and play some romantic music while self-pollinating my zucchini plants?
IVF for vegetables? Who knew. I guess infertility is contagious after all.
In the meantime, while I'm busy forcing my zucchini plants to get their freak on, I hope you'll take a minute and visit Missy over at Literal Mom because she's featuring ME today as one of her Literal Moms of the Day!
The very first post I read on Missy's blog was about a serious incident involving one of her daughters almost being crushed by a public bathroom door stall. Don't worry...her daughter is fine, thankfully. While I held my breath as I read the post, I found myself relating so well to all the strong emotions Missy shared in this post.
All the "what if's", the worry about what other people must think of you, did you react appropriately enough....all those thoughts have gone through my head at one time or another.
It reminded me of a time when Cole was about 18 months old and he fell off one of the play structures at the park. There were a handful of parents there when it happened and everyone rushed to his side...but I was still up in the structure with Bella.
I had to make a choice....jump down off the structure to make sure Cole was okay or take a few extra seconds and grab Bella to make sure she was safe.
Yeah, I know...a total Sophie's choice at its best.
Fortunately, Cole was okay....a bit shaken up but no broken bones or signs of bleeding. But on the walk home, I spent the entire time replaying the incident in my head, knowing the outcome could have been so much worse.
And wondering and worrying what those other parents must have thought of me...assuming they had to have thought I was a horrible mother for even allowing my young children up on a climbing structure. Or worse...because I made my injured child wait while I gathered my other child to prevent another accident from occurring.
So when I read Missy's post, my heart went out to her because I understood...I've been there myself. I enjoyed her honesty and I appreciated that she made herself vulnerable by putting it all out there for the world to see...with the hopes that other moms who have been through something similar would find comfort through her words.
Please take a minute to visit her blog and read my Literal Mom of the Day feature! While you're there, click on that follow button! You won't be sorry!
And....for more parenting gems of wisdom, my beautiful blogging buddy, Shell at Things I Can't Say is featuring another one of her "Parenting Do's and Don'ts", in which I was honored to contribute to. Please go take a peek!!
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