The Long JourneyBy
There are times when, no matter how old you are, you just can’t shake that schoolboy mentality. For instance, last week Nicola officially stopped breastfeeding Holly. Each stage of her growth brings new excitement and at the same time a few disappointments. Both Evan and Holly are products of IVF. Not only expensive, its also draining on your emotions. So we decided that two was enough. So each little stage means a little bit further away from things we’ll never, as parents, see again. Breastfeeding was, I suspect, a firm grasp on Holly’s infant status and when the time came to give it up Nicola was a little bit sad. With the scene set here’s the screenplay:
Nicola: “Well that’s it…I’m done. No more breastfeeding.”
Rob: “You OK with it? You know that its the best thing for her now.”
Nicola: “Well…I can’t say that I’m not a bit sad. I mean, me and my boobs…we’ve been on a long journey together.”
Cue Beavis and Butthead style giggling from yours truly…partly for the many visions of comedy genius going through my mind and partly in anticipation of just what pearl of wisdom was about to pop out of my dear wife’s mouth.
Nicola: “Seriously…it was my boobs that told me I was pregnant with Evan and Holly. They’ve always been there for me”
Rob: “Yeah love…whatever!”
I suppose she has a point. What do I know anyhow? Not much apparently…of course I’ve still got the last scene of Thelma and Louise in my head. Take your pick who gets to play Nicola and her…ahem…other halves.
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