Normally, I don't really give a shit about this type of thing but, this time I feel differently.
She's been trying a long time and had several unfortunate losses along the way.
Which is heartbreaking in a way I cannot fathom.
It also reminds me of my baby sister (the cutest baby ever!) who lost her baby last year and is pregnant now.
I've learned that babies born after a miscarriage, still birth or, death of an infant are called rainbow babies.
I've learned that my baby sister is braver than I ever imagined.
Last night I texted her to tell her about my friend. We chatted a bit then she sent me her favorite song. It was a sonogram of her forming baby's heartbeat.
I haven't told my sister but, I have played that song a few times since last night.
I've learned that my friend is not dumb enough to name her kid Zika but, I am dumbass enough to think she would.
See, what had happened was... aww, fuck it, I'm just a dumbass who thought a stupid kid named Zika was keeping my friend off a cruise.
I am not a smart man.
Today a baby is winning the mommy lottery.
That's all I do know. And I KNOW I'm right about that.