This is a response to Wayne Gallant's Open Call .
“It was positive.”
“It was positive?”
“Yes.”
The door opened and my doctor walked in. I told him I was ready, to which he replied, “Well, we usually don’t do an endometrial biopsy when the woman is pregnant.” The "positive" they were talking about was my pregnancy test. He gave me a big hug and I cried.
I LOVED BEING PREGNANT! Being pregnant is the most cool thing in the world. I didn't want to know the sex of the baby, but I just knew it would be another strapping boy! Just in case, I bought gender neutral bedding, clothing but, then I saw them. I had to buy them!

They were little rugged skate shoes, for the little skater dude growing inside of me!
I had my first son all naturally and intended to do the same this time. I went into labor and boy did it HURT! I was determined and after some intense moments with dropping fetal heartbeats and some hyperventilation, a baby would soon be born. I was finally getting to meet the little person (little boy) who I had held in my body for 9 months.
With the final push, the doctor and nurse looked at each other with a look that made me anxious and uncomfortable. I looked into the birthing mirror and I could see a shock of pink hair and a tiny head crowning out of the birth canal. One more push and .........

What in the world? I was shocked at first, but when she looked into my eyes with those deep brown eyes, it was love. My sweet baby girl/troll!
Oh, how she loved shoes!




Even better, shoes and CAKE!

And then her little friends would come to visit...
Behind Baby Blue Eyes.....

Little Bobby Eckstein .....

Cherubic Nada Holland...

Grif82600 ......
(he had a bottle problem, even back then)

My tiny, delicate, troll baby girl would NEVER wear the black skater shoes I had bought. Not even for Halloween! Last weekend, I was cleaning out the attic and decided to put this ad on Craig's List:
"For sale: baby shoes, never worn."
Due to time constraints and a lack of originality, this is a partial re-post of my post:


Salon.com
Comments
Jimmy and Cartouche: Point well taken.
Sheldon: The myth grows more each day...
Joan K: Thanks for commenting.
Michael: I swear there was something weird going on last night. Whore it, baby!!!
(that's got to be why I don't wear shoes so often! I'M HAVING A FLASHBACK...)
good story MB!
capacity as a housecleaner I don't appreciate those teensy little
toy parts so much.
I looooved this post, MB
One HUGE Trollish rating for you and a Troll URL you'll like
http://us.st12.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/trolltown_2039_14009349
(with turquoise laces)
Try this Neiman Marcus Codes.