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Jumping Eggs

You know the twinge you get deep down when you’re a twenty-something woman in her reproductive prime and you smell a baby’s head? Well, my friend, Vicky, used to say “My eggs are jumping” implying that that twinge came from the ovaries themselves instead of our psyches. Regardless, my jumping-egg twinges come and go in cycles. (Thank god! says Mark)

And it’s always astonished me that Mark didn’t seem to have the jumping-egg twinges. It shouldn’t, I guess. He doesn’t have eggs! But I figured there would be some type of equivalent. And I see it, on occasion, in other guys (generally who are married). At a breakfast party at my friend, Sue’s place, Chad (my friend Jen’s husband) was visibly enthralled with a few youngster who were at the party too (enthralled in the totally appropriate and healthy sense; not the Michael Jackson sense). He was right down on the floor with them playing in a very I’m-SO-ready-for-this kind of way. So I kept waiting for Mark to show some (hmmm, what should we call it?) my-seminiferous-tubules-are-jumping tendencies.
Nothing.

So Jen and I conspired (in a very nice way) to slowly expose Mark to her adorable daughter, Abby, only when she was charming and sweet and had had her nap. And Mark has begun to seem more and more relaxed around youngsters since then. The other day, at a bbq we held at our place, sweet Abby told Mark that she loved him. She was working her magic.

Today, though, I knew we had broken new ground at the jewelry store (see previous blog). I was engrossed in a conversation about custom making my wedding band with a saleswoman when I caught, out of the corner of my eye, Mark with his tongue stuck out. I turned to see that the recipient of the gesture was a toddler in a stroller at the other end of the store. She had her arms shyly hiding most of her face, but one eye peeked at him and she smiled amusedly. He IS irresistible. It’s hard for ME to look at him without smiling.
I don’t think we can say his seminiferous tubules jumped, but maybe they quivered a bit.