Friday, November 25, 2011

Roccie, meet Roccie

How about that Thanksgiving?  It was great.  This is the first time I have ever celebrated a holiday without my family.  I have to admit, I was feeling a little sorry for myself at first.  I thought it would be kind of lonely but it was perfect.

The last hurrah for the Rocco family of three.  Or five if you count all those dogs. 

We went to cheer Rocco on in a neighborhood Turkey Bowl.  It was organized by the neighborhood mom's group.  I am not sure why we went.  The last mom's group meeting I went to was t-o-r-t-u-r-e.  A bunch of northwest suburban moms representing the stereotype at the peak.

Rocco, Toddlerina and I arrived a little late.  The games had already started and we kind of milled around, trying to figure out where we fit in.  Did we?  These people are a bunch of morons.

I get to talking.  Everything starts coming with ease.  Moms my age.  Donut holes.  Coffee.  I even see flasks.  What is not to like?

Yelling in the background.  I'll be damned if Rocco didn't just score a touchdown.

I see a baby.  I want to touch it.  I head on over.

Some of the neighborhood kids attending the bowl are in high school.  I see them video taping the mom with the young baby for their psychology class.  I noticed a little late, almost walking into the frame of the shot.  This is what I hear:

"...I guess I thought I would have kids in my late 20's shortly after getting married..."

She catches my eye, this mom who looks just like me, less the belly, but add a six month old in a pumpkin seat by her side.

I grab my stomach to double over and give a fake, silent Santa laugh.  She laughs out loud and loses her train of thought.  I don't know it yet, but I might have just met my new Very Best Friend Ever.  I wander off to let the filming complete.

Suuuure we will have our babies in our late 20s.  Er... make that 30s...  Errr....

The video mom and her dog (sans leash) eventually come over to the swings where Toddlerina is shouting with delight.  We laugh at the mom's public service message she video taped for the high school students: don't settle.  Wait for love, even if it takes a while.  Like, uh, an extra 20 years.

She has an incredibly well behaved dog.  Key sign of an Infertile, no?

Great and easy conversation.  I tell her I will give the public service message to the same girls once they reach college: news flash: believe that declining fertility chart in your gynecologist's office.  Just because you are young and intend to live forever, your eggs won't.

Love fest ensues.  She is 42 with a six month old.  Old girl has me beat and I admire her for it.

Man, did we have a great time.  Rocco had to buy a splint for his finger on the way home.  I plugged in the heating pad before he asked.  What a great day.



16 comments:

  1. This made me smile. It sounds like a perfect holiday. :-)

    You look amazing!

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  2. Great pic! So Monday, huh? I'll be thinking of you!

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  3. I want to gather you all up and bring you here to be my neighbors. You can replace my fecund, ignorant, WASPy ones. Start packing your stuff.

    How about that belly?! How many days/weeks do we have to wait to meet Infantino/a? Hurry up.

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  4. Oh, hey, why can't Johnny read? Monday. Good lawd. Rocco better let you sleep in a lot this weekend.

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  5. Love this picture! You are wearing that belly so well! XOXO

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  6. Every time I read one of your posts, I wish you were my friend IRL. Seriously. We'd be inseperable. I fucking love you. And you look fantastic!

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  7. Ohhh!!! You are rockin' the belly!! Oh and I have the same jacket as you do too! Take care Roccie...can't wait until baby!!

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  8. Lovely :) Thinking of you TONS! So excited. Enjoy your weekend... because it's time! OMG.

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  9. I love that photo of you & baby girl! You wear that belly proud! I'm so glad you found a kindred spirit in the midst of all the neighborhood women! I died laughing over the the sign of an infertile is a well behaved dog! So very true! Best of luck on Monday, I will be thinking of you!

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  10. I will give that same public service message but add in a tip for them to freeze their eggs if they are waiting the extra 20 years for love :-). Take care.

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  11. Glad you found a true kindred spirit in your neighborhood. And goodness me, that picture is breathtaking. It filled me up with light.

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  12. What a beautiful photo (so filled with joy!), and a lovely story. I guess great people gravitate to you because of your stylish pants? No, it must be because of your awesomeness.

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  13. That sounds wonderful. I love the picture. Even though your faces are hidden, you are beautiful! Good luck. Only a two days! Holy crap!

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  14. I love this. We're everywhere. So glad you made a connection.
    AND I LOVE THE BELLY PIX!!!

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  15. How did I not know you were meeting with your beloved on Monday? MONDAY! I am so excited and terrified for you all at once. What a wonderful and aweful time.

    All my live to your beautiful growing family. I can't wait to meet her Internet to face. Oops or him! Bad assumption. Bad. Wish I could meet irl!

    Don't keep us in suspense too long.

    We love you roccie!

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